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... s half-lidded as if she were asleep.
Her breathing was slow and regulated, each rise and fall of her chest made to look natural. Every muscle in her body was tense, ready to spring into motion the moment the opportunity came.
A few minutes later, as if in reward to her preparation, the door to the basement creaked open.
The sound of footsteps followed, the person walking slowly, as if each step was placed with thought.
The man descended the stairs, his hood still ...
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