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Goosebumps
Lucas moved slowly, aiming the light ahead of him. “Probably just ice settling,” he whispered, trying to steady his nerves. But the sound came again—closer this time, like it had moved. Lucas stopped walking and held his breath. His ears strained. The tapping had turned into a low creaking sound. Lucas felt the hairs rise on the back of his neck.
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