Chapter Seventy

The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting long shadows across the city streets as Alex and Sarah walked briskly toward the old multi-use building they now called their own. It had been a long day filled with the usual bustle of managing their burgeoning community space. As they approached the entrance, a chill ran down Alex's spine, and he couldn't shake the feeling of being watched.

"Do you ever get the feeling that there's something... off about this place?" Alex asked, glancing nervously at Sarah.

She paused, her steps faltering for a moment before she replied, "Yeah, sometimes. But it's probably just our imagination playing tricks on us. This building has a lot of history, after all."

Inside, the air felt heavy, and the familiar creaks and groans of an old building seemed to take on a sinister edge. Alex shivered, trying to shake off the feeling of unease as they made their way to their office.

As they settled in, Sarah couldn't help but voice her concerns. "Do you ever wonder ab