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ain of thoughts, I walked towards the door, then halted midway. ‘What if the person knocking is the person that brought harm to Susan?’ This question stopped me on my tracks. The door was already open, so why was the person knocking? Is the person trying to lure out anyone inside the room first, why? Is it to harm the person here too? So many questions, there was only one way to get the answers I need. I ran into Susan’s room and hid by the door, so as to get a clear view of the person as he or she walks in. Sweat trickled down my neck as the door open, I swallowed air to try to reduce the tremor

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usan!” her name slipped right out of my mouth. Kelvin glanced at me with a bit of frown on his face. “Kelvin I have a clue now,” I said. “Let’s go then,” Kelvin replied. I walked into Susan's room, to the drawer in there. I