Evolving sounds
The noises were almost rhythmic at first, like deliberate knocks echoing through the house. Then they shifted into frantic scratching, sending chills down Kate’s spine.
“What is going on down there?” she whispered, creeping toward the stairs. With her heart pounding in her chest, she tiptoed downward, bracing herself. What she was about to witness would shatter her expectations completely.
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