The tolling bells
The clock ticked in the silence of her living room, the monotonous sound the only thing she heard. Just as the night was at its darkest and the hands of the clock hit 5, the sound of bells echoed through the silence. Jane’s heart jumped. She pushed herself off the chair, her teacup clattering on the table. Straining her ears, she waited for any other sounds.
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