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A good night’s rest
The two men walked back inside, locking the door behind them with an audible click. The house felt different now—emptied of fear. John paused in the hallway, took a deep breath, and felt the tension melt away. “Guess I’ll actually sleep with both eyes closed tonight,” he joked. Mark smirked. “Yeah, and maybe reinforce those attic windows while you’re at it.” With tired smiles, they headed to bed, grateful that the nightmare was truly over.
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