“Ahhh” she cries as something crawls across her hand. Crying out, the darkness swallows the sound. She hears a fluttering, getting louder and louder, then realises it’s her own heartbeat. Groping around over hard wood and sharp nails she finds a line of string. Pulling sharply, the lights snap on. Relief floods through her; it’s just the attic after all!
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