WHISPERS IN THE DARKROOM

Whispers in the Darkroom

The solutions swirled aggressively in their trays, casting a sickly green glow on the walls. Each click of the timer triggered a fresh wave of anxiety through me. I stood there, motionless, as the whispers seethed from the shadows. Were they coming from the enlarger? Or perhaps it was just my own fear playing tricks on me? A chilling sensation ran

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