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The wind howled through the broken windows of the old, abandoned house as Jennifer stood in the middle of the dusty living room, her heart racing. The wooden floorboards creaked beneath her feet, and the musty smell of decay filled the air. She hadn’t been here in years, and the eerie silence of the place made her skin crawl.

“Frank?” she called out, her voice trembling slightly as she glanced around the dimly lit room. The only light came from the setting sun outside, casting long shadows on the peeling wallpaper. “Are you here?”

A moment later, Frank appeared from the hallway, his face pale and his eyes sunken. He looked worse than Jennifer had ever seen him, his clothes hanging loosely on his thin frame. But despite his sickly appearance, there was a gleam in his eyes that made Jennifer uneasy.

“Jennifer,” Frank rasped, his voice weak as he moved toward her. “You came… I wasn’t sure you would.”

Jennifer hesitated, her instincts screaming at her to turn around and leave. Something
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