Investigating
Credits
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Trying not to breathe, he listened intently. And then, he heard it again. It was coming from outside. It was a dull and muted sound — like gravel scraping on metal. Curious, he got up and went to the garden at night poking his head out the window, and scanning the garden below.
But nothing moved. All was silent again. Shrugging his shoulders and climbing back into bed, he had no idea that something was shifting under his new home.
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