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Mulberry looks around the room. There aren’t any windows in the attic that she can see. She also has to pass by the front door and windows to come down the stairs.
 
She hears the front door open, and the sound of someone coming in.
 
“Brinefield, are you here?” A raspy voice says.
 
 
 
 
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