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Living with the Unseen

Living with the Unseen Living with the Unseen is a psychological and atmospheric short story that follows Loran, a night-shift nurse whose ordinary life fractures as she encounters unexplained presences in familiar spaces. As reality blurs and silence deepens, the story explores the invisible forces that exist around us—unnoticed, unnamed, and quietly powerful. This is not only Loran’s story, but a reflection of everyone who lives beside the unseen without ever realizing it. Loran lived her life by routines. Wake. Work. Return. Repeat. They grounded her, kept her thoughts orderly, and left little room for imagination. She had never believed in signs or superstitions. Life, to her, was practical—measured in heartbeats, charts, and quiet acts of care. As a practicing nurse working overnight shifts, Loran was accustomed to silence. Hospitals at night breathed differently. Hallways stretched longer, lights dimmed, and every sound—footsteps, distant machines, the rustle of papers—felt ampli...
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