“Have you noticed her roof?”
“Yes. Ever since her husband passed, she hasn’t been the same.”
After her husband’s death the year before, the woman had withdrawn from everyone. She spoke little, kept to herself—and now this strange, almost threatening construction rising above her home.
Each day, more stakes appeared. The roof looked unnatural, like a giant trap waiting to spring. Rumors spread quickly.
Some claimed she was warding off dark forces.
Others insisted it was a bizarre renovation.
The boldest whispered that she had started some kind of cult inside her house.
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