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She made it to her Aunt's house and rode the motorcycle up
to the end of the porch, at the foot of the stairs, and then got off, putting
her helmet on the seat before going up to unlock the door.
Reese put the key into the lock and turned it, only to
pause and look at the designer glass window in the door and pause.
She wasn't sure if it was her imagination or something
else but she got that slow creepy feeling she had the other day and swallowed
it, chalking it up to nerves and an old house before stepping in.
She stepped in more and looked around the dimly lit front
hallway before reaching over to the lightswitch and flicking it on. It was
night time and therefore dark.
The lights shone and she reached back to close the door,
leaving it unlocked as she then turned to enter the formal sitting room,
absently rubbing where she had cut herself on the chipped china on her
hand......
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