Calling out

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“Hello?” Jolene called, voice unsteady but firm enough to carry. The house swallowed her words, and no echo returned. Andrew took a step forward, scanning the hall with his light.
Dust drifted gently through the beam, disturbed from somewhere deeper inside. “We’re not alone,” Jolene whispered, gripping Andrew’s wrist before he could move further.
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