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It was 1969. Refaat had been summoned by an old friend, but as he stepped into the foyer, the air grew thick with the scent of wet earth and ancient dust. This was the beginning of what would become known as the "Mansion of Khadrawi" incident, the first true test of his skepticism.
"Nature has its laws," Refaat whispered to the wind. "But what lies behind nature... that is a much darker story." It was 1969
As the mansion began to dissolve into a swirl of shadows and light, Refaat reached for his notebook. If he couldn't defeat the paranormal with medicine, he would document it with the cold precision of a researcher. He watched as the phantom of Shiraz drifted through a solid wall, her laughter sounding like breaking glass. "Nature has its laws," Refaat whispered to the wind
