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March 14, 2014

I was the last to step inside, but my new friends were too excited to notice my caution. Upon entering, I stepped into a narrow hallway with shiny hardwood floors. My fingers grazed the thin cherry-wood table on my right, looking at nothing, hearing them run into other rooms. A soft breeze touched my neck from the open door behind me, but I moved forward, pulled by… not excitement, nor curiosity. By the quietness of the rooms above me. I turned to the stairs and walked up. It seemed like every room in this house was lit. Had anyone noticed?