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The crack was clean. Too clean. Usually, settlement cracks were jagged, crumbling at the edges. This one looked like a surgical incision. The plaster inside was dark, almost black, smelling faintly of copper and wet soil.
As if something had climbed up. Or tried to climb down. vertical crack above window
"Weird," he muttered.
"Not the house," she said, pointing a trembling finger at the window. "That." The crack was clean