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Footsteps in the dark
When Carl set foot into this second room, he felt something was off. A few oil lights were burning here, and those kinds of lights needed to be supplied with new materials every once in a while. “Somebody has to replace these,” Carl whispered to himself while shivering. And then he heard it. Footsteps in the dark, not more than 10 feet away from him.
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