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There was a short questionnaire. She hesitated again. Then clicked.

Greymarket Towers: Resident Interest Form

Please complete the following to the best of your ability. Answers will not be shared without consent.

1. Do you believe in coincidence, fate, or property maintenance?

She gave a soft snort. All three, lately. She checked every box.

2. Emergency contact (may be living or nonliving):

Her fingers hovered. She typed her sister’s name. Then deleted it. She typed her own.Left it.

3. Preferred method of communication:

?Email

?Whispered dreams

?Phone (limited hours)

?Snail mail

Curious, she hovered overWhispered dreams.Then, almost reluctantly, she checkedEmail.

4. Have you experienced any of the following in the past six months?

?Strong intuitive responses to places or people

?Furniture rearranging itself

?Inexplicable drafts or door slamming

?Feelings of being watched by the moon

Nell clicked the first box without hesitation. She'd always known things about places—whether they were safe, whether they welcomed her, whether they held secrets. Edward had called it 'overthinking,' but Nell knew it was something else.

5. Do you believe buildings can choose their inhabitants?

?Yes

?No

?I hope so

She clickedYescautiously.

6. Have you ever felt drawn to doors that weren't there before?

?Yes

?No

?I'm not sure what this means

She chewed the inside of her cheek. There was that time in college with the fire escape that hadn’t existed on the building schematic. She’d been certain she’d used it twice, until it disappeared one day and left a brick wall in its place.

And that summer when she was nine, when she’d followed a door between two cornfields that led nowhere. Her mother had said she was dreaming. But Nell remembered the door…and she remembered not walking through.