It was thicker than he expected, bound in cracked leather that exhaled decades whenever he touched it. The handwriting inside was no single hand: names and dates cramped together like vines, scrawls overlapping like the strata of an old cliff. Some lines were crossed out with hurried strokes; others were written in a disciplined, surgical script. On the last page he found a short entry in ink the color of dried blood: Keeper — renewed 1959. Do not let doors sleep.
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