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The doorknob started turning very slowly. The room was dark and silent, the eletricity had gone out so candles were lit. Thunder. Lightning. Rain crashing against the window. And that doorknob, creaky and old, turning, turning, turning every so slowly. Someone was there and coming for me.
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