Investigating the mystery
She stood up, pushing her light blanket aside. Sliding her feet into the cozy slippers, she headed towards the window. As she neared it, the sounds became clearer. There were indistinct murmurs and a sound of hurried steps, faint but definitely there. Squinting into the darkness outside, she could see nothing amiss. The shadows of her garden were swaying rhythmically in the wind, just like any other night.
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