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I slowly opened my bedroom door, cautiously peering down the hallway. The crash had come from downstairs; I briefly wondered if I had left a window open, and some courageous critter had crawled its way in. Stepping softly, my unease growing with each moment, I rounded the corner into my kitchen... But it was empty, my knife set lying on the ground.
With a breath of relief, I leaned to pick it up, when I heard a deep male voice. "Hello, friend."
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