The Murmurant

<p><em><strong>The Murmurant is a masterwork of quiet terror-a novel that invades not through violence but through suggestion. It speaks not in screams but in what you thought you didn't hear.</strong></em></p><p>From the moment Noah receives the anonymous tape we are drawn into a reality slowly unthreading by sound. This isn't just a ghost story. It's something older. More patient. More precise. The horror here lives in mirrors in static in the space just before you speak-and it only grows stronger the quieter things become.</p><p>What makes this story unforgettable is its restraint. Every chapter hums with dread every revelation deepens the spiral. There's a kind of horror that doesn't leap out at you but waits for you to understand it-and by then it's too late. <em>The Murmurant</em> is that kind.</p><p>You'll find yourself holding your breath while reading. And wondering afterward who-or what-was holding it with you. This book doesn't end when you close it. It lingers. It listens.</p><p>And it remembers.</p><p>- <em>Brinda Phokeerdass</em></p>