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The small wooden box is dirty, the size of a human fist, and sealed with wax. When Corbin takes it upon herself to clean it and break the seal, a voice she has tried to ignore gathers strength. Shadows play on the walls at night, and with a family history of mental illness, Corbin fears the worst. But the voice tells her it is real. That its name is Six and it will prove it in time. Drawn to this mysterious entity, Corbin isn't sure what to believe and the line between reality and her imagination blurs more every day. Some doors should not be opened; can this one be closed?