He looked up. The crack above the window had split the header beam. The heavy oak window frame was warping, the glass panes bowing inward. But the most terrifying thing was the plaster around the crack. It was moist. It was pulsing.
"It's nothing," Elias said, his voice cracking. He quickly blocked the hole with his body. "Just some loose plaster. I'll have it fixed in no time." vertical crack above window
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