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Scarecrow of 1889 - Chapter 18: Wet footsteps
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Sylvester’s hand trembled as a sense of foreboding crept over him. Hastily, he snatched his comb from the nightstand and clutched the burning lantern tightly as he followed the faint footprints out of his room.
"Who’s there? Show yourself!" Sylvester’s voice echoed through the apartment, competing with the relentless drumming of rain outside. His heart hammered in his chest as he traced the footsteps, leading him to the kitchen.
For the umpteenth time, his kitchen seem ...
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