By now, it’s safe to say Harrow House has no respect for boundaries—emotional, physical, or architectural. The walls don’t just whisper anymore; they breathe. The heartbeat you thought was in the floorboards? It’s under their skin.
In Part 9: The Mirror of Flesh, everyone’s masks start to slip for good. Desire has been circling since the first locked door, but this is where it stops pretending to be fear. Marcus and Jade take their bickering to its most literal conclusion. Naomi has learned that skepticism doesn’t help much once the ghosts take charge and start touching back. And between the three of them, something else—a little terrifying—finally takes shape.
The heat that’s been simmering since the first whisper finally spills over—messy, human, hungry. And the house? It couldn’t be more pleased. After all, it doesn’t haunt for cruelty’s sake. Channelling Chance the Gardener... the house likes to watch.
By the end of Part 9, Harrow House isn’t a backdrop anymore. It’s a participant. A pulse. A partner.
And it’s not finished with them yet.
— Eric
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