Alina Lopez -

I’ve been here, in the ‘between,’ for over a century. I can see you, but you can’t see me—unless I choose it. I’ve watched every keeper, every visitor. Most are boring. You are not.

And beneath it, a letter addressed to her. alina lopez

She was cataloging a diary entry from 1887 when she heard it: a low, resonant hum, not from the wind or the old pipes, but from the floor beneath her feet. It vibrated up through her chair, through her spine, and settled behind her eyes. It lasted exactly eleven seconds, then vanished. I’ve been here, in the ‘between,’ for over a century

Choose. —Margot

Alina didn’t say anything. She just reached out and took Margot’s hand. It was warm. I’ve been here

“Dear Alina,