I was sitting alone here and heard a rapping sound coming from
upstairs. Thinking that a window or shutter was loose, I started up the
stairs to sort it. I searched all the rooms but could not find anything
being blown about by the howling wind outside.
Still I heard
The sound now seemed to be coming from the attic, I moved onto the stairs leading to the attic and heard again,
Slowly and anxious, I went up the stairs and into the dark attic, Sure enough, the rapping was coming from the attic.
Now frightened,
I went further up, Finally I reached the uppermost area of the attic and went inside. It's dark and dusty and
I walked, very slowly, toward a big wooden box,
With sweat pouring down, I opened the box slowly,
Looking inside, I saw......
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