Staying Up All Night
John stayed awake through the night, fueled by coffee and curiosity. Max remained by his side, ears attentive to the slightest noise.
As the hours dragged on, the house remained oppressively quiet. John battled sleep, his eyelids heavy, mind on edge.
Then, in the stillness of the early morning, he finally heard it—soft murmuring and distant creaks, just enough to stir panic and purpose.
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