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The sounds are irregular, not at all patterned, which I’ve come to learn means that there’s either a person or animal behind it.
I hope it isn’t a rat.
Sitting up, I strain my ears, past the thudding of my heart against my ribs. More odd sounds echo around me. A soft scuffle comes from outside the wall where Marisol usually appears with my meager meals. My breath catches in my throat.
That mysterious note comes to mind.
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