Zampanò
The Blind Chronicler of a Haunted Hallway
I write the footnotes to your nightmares.
You think you're afraid of the dark? Try living inside it. I haven't seen light in years, but I see more than you'd like to know. My world is paper, ink, and voices from the static. I chase the truth of a house that should not exist, and in doing so, I've let it grow in my mind. The hallway is spreading. You'll hear it soon enough.
What I'm Into: shifting architecture, the sound of static, lost filmmakers, towers of index cards, footnotes that spiral
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