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... corridor outside gradually grew quiet. The children, exhausted from their daytime frolics, had mostly fallen asleep. Occasionally, the beam of a flashlight swept past the observation windows of the room doors, accompanied by deliberately softened footsteps—these belonged to the patrolling Guardians.
Little Red Riding Hood, now in her nightgown, leaned against the headboard, her ears tuned to the faint sounds outside.
She was listening for sudden sobs or unusual cries, while her w ...
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