Chapter Twenty-Five: "Everyone, it seemed, was iced over, stuck in place, waiting for someone else to make the first move, to cause the last crack in the dam. And then a single, simple thought came to Denny’s mind: my wife’s dead.It was as if this thought, this horrifying recognition, one that made the bile rise in Denny’s throat, was the final straw."Remember, there are two types of people in this world.The Haunters and the Haunted. Which one are you?Follow me for updates!@theghostmodernist@drscarelovepodcasthttps://drscarelove.com/the-ghost-modernistTheme music provided by Atrium Carceri and Cryo Chamber Music.https://cryochamber.bandcamp.com