Kitchen
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Paul walked into the kitchen and located Siam’s food bowl. He filled it with the cat food he had brought with him, but strangely, Siam didn’t come running. After calling his name for several minutes, his heart sank.
If Siam was hiding, he’d never find him in the dark — there were too many hiding places. He knew he’d have to go down to the cellar and flip the breaker switch. But before he had even reached the darkened stairway, he heard a sound that chilled him to the core.
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