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Heavier Than Rats

John sat up in bed, heart racing. His first thought was rats—maybe a raccoon. But the sounds didn’t match. These weren’t light scurrying sounds. These were heavy. Deliberate. Something was up there… and it wasn’t small. He reached for the lamp and flipped it on. Silence returned, but the damage was done. He was wide awake, and completely unsettled.
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