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I sat at the bar, nursing my whiskey as the stranger beside me leaned in, a desperate glint in his eye."Please," he begged, "you have to listen to me. If I don't tell this story, I'll be in big trouble."I raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite myself. "What kind of trouble?"He hesitated for a moment, then leaned in even closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "The kind of trouble where I might not make it out alive."I nodded slowly, intrigued despite myself. "Alright, I'll listen. But you better make it a good one."And so ...
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"What was that sound?" I listened for a moment longer, and it came a-knocking again. The clock on the nightstand read 12:46 am. Maybe they had the wrong door, I thought to myself. The knocking came back, this time with a voice. "Alice? Are you in there?" My heart leaped. How did they know my name? Quietly, I slunk out of bed and crept to the door. The knocking came again, so suddenly that I recoiled from the sound. "Alice, I know you're there. Open the door, please." Looking through the peephole, I saw a woman who looked strang...
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