WHISPERS IN THE DARKROOM

Whispers in the Darkroom

The chemicals swirled violently in their trays, casting a sickly yellow glow on the walls. Each click of the timer triggered a fresh wave of anxiety through me. I stood there, motionless, as the whispers seethed from the darkness. Were they coming from the enlarger? Or perhaps it was just my own imagination playing tricks on me? A shivering sensati

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