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I shakein that would be the proble him to tell us the next clue

The only way to get inside is if you’re married

I biteto co my plan

“Fuck this, let’s go,” I say

“Where are we going? I thought—”

“We are going to fix our situation so we can get into the house”

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We step into the small one-room house There isn’t much to see, but a small bed in the corner with so chair in the other corner This man either lives a simple life or doesn’t live here full time

The door whooshes closed behind us, sinking the room into darkness

Phoenix juainst me as the room turns pitch-black

I hear the light of a ain as the man walks toward us

“What’s your n

ame?” I ask

He shakes his head