Strange Noises
But the silence didn’t last. Behind the doors came more noises—soft creaks, sudden shifting, the sound of something pacing back and forth. Rose tightened her blanket around her shoulders, her hands trembling despite the warmth. “What is going on?” she asked, eyes wide with fear. Arthur couldn’t answer. His jaw was tight, his breathing shallow. Whatever was happening behind those locked doors wasn’t going away. If anything, it was getting louder.
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