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A light turned on in one of the broken windows of the abandoned building. She took a deep breath and crossed the street.
It was dark inside except for the sudden white flashes of lightning which lit up the old entryway. It was quieter, the storm was only a faint sound in the distance. The loudest sound was the dripping of water hitting buckets left out to catch the leaks. She closed her umbrella and walked up the stairs.
Each step groaned beneath her boots. The railing wobbled against her touch. At the top of the stairs, she saw warm, golden light from the room at the very end of the hall. Slowly, she approached, dreading each step. Her hand shook as she moved to push the door open.
“Come in, young Blackwood. Do not be afraid.”