Studying the space
Kevin’s eyes darted nervously across the room. He crouched near the bedding, noting its ragged folds, questions swirling—how long had this been used?
Was the man nearby? Before he could touch anything, the chamber answered. A sharp creak echoed from the door, pulling his attention back. His chest tightened as dread clawed up his throat. Something was happening.
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