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... creaked, followed by barely tiptoed footsteps of a person.
Michael stopped, stretching at the long, outstretched hallway before him, as if expecting a sudden pop from the darkness. There had been no two reasons he was here. If it wasn’t the eery disturbance he felt creeping in him, then he probably would’ve been struggling to sleep by now.
He fixated a black hoodie over his head, staring intently into the long space. Someone was there. Possibly, the one who had led him here.
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