Walking inside

The front door of the attic house stood slightly ajar as if inviting her in. Lilly swallowed hard and gently pushed it open with her fingertips. The hinges creaked loudly, making her flinch. Inside, the air smelled like mold, which was to be expected. Lilly also smelled something else, something she couldn’t quite place. But it smelled nice in a way, sweet even.
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