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The first sign was the gurgle. Not a cheerful, watery sigh, but a deep, throaty choke from the downstairs toilet. Eleanor ignored it. Old houses have their voices, she told herself.

Eleanor looked from the corroded ring to the dark mouth of the pipe. “No,” she said quietly. “I think I’ll let the past stay where it is for now. Just clear the blockage.” blocked soil stack

Eleanor took the ring. The gurgle in the pipes had stopped. The house was silent for the first time in days. The first sign was the gurgle