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Are you alone?

It was Aunt Marcia, but her voice was trembling. She didn’t greet him—just asked, “Are you alone right now?” Mark was confused. “Yeah… why?” he answered, tension rising. She sounded fearful, whispering like someone might overhear. Something was definitely wrong. Mark’s pulse quickened. “What’s going on, Aunt Marcia?” he asked. Her response made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.
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