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Searching for the owner
“We need to check if someone else is here,” Anna said. “What if someone’s asleep upstairs?” They moved through the small cabin room by room—kitchen, bathroom, bedroom. There was nothing. Only an unmade bed and dishes in the sink soaking in cold water. Whoever lived was gone now. At least, that’s what they thought because the owner of this place was closer than they thought.
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