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Arriving at the place
Eventually, he reached the base of the driveway. It stretched at least three hundred feet ahead, made of cracked sand and muddy tire ruts. He parked his car off to the side, careful not to block the narrow path, and stepped out. The house loomed in the distance. Cade recognized the outline from Street View, but in person, the place looked even more worn, even more forgotten.
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