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"Where is Sofia!" Ahmet's voice echoed, filled with urgency and dread.
Alison rushed into the living room, her face pale. "Ahmet, what's wrong? Why are you shouting?" she demanded, her voice tinged with worry.
"Those boys... in the graveyard," Ahmet stammered, his eyes wide with fear.
"What boys? Speak clearly, Ahmet!" Alison's voice sharpened, frustration edging her concern.
"They're dead... suffocated in a grave. Someone locked them inside," Ahmet's words trembled, horror lacing every syllable.
"And?" Alison pressed, her voice low and urgent.
With a shaky hand, Ahmet handed her a small object. It was a pink bow clip, his hand trembling as he released it.
Alison's breath hitched, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's Sofia's clip."
"Did anyone see?" she asked.
"I... I took it before the police arrived"
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"Ahhhhhh!" Ayce screamed, clutching her chest.
"It's just my hand!" Ayen laughed, wiggling her fingers in front of Ayce's face.
"You scared me half to death!" Ayce glared at her sister.
"You're such a wuss!" Ayen teased, her laughter echoing in the dimly lit room.
"This movie is terrifying, especially that nun," Ayce shuddered, her eyes wide with fear.
"You're the one who wanted to watch it," Azra chuckled, amused by their reactions.
Ayen grinned, "How about we take a break and eat some noodles? Like an interval."
"Perfect! I need a break before I have a heart attack," Ayce agreed, nodding eagerly.
