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The Noise
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Complete, First published May 21, 2021
what would you do, if you were alone in your room and you hear strange and unfamiliar noises? would you run and call for help, but risk being killed? or would you stay, and try to figure out what is trying to hurt you and why, also risking to be killed?
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