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"Damien!" I shouted in my top voice not caring if the enemy might be lurking around. I still don't want my assumption to turn out right, else I wouldn't know what to do.

I called more, several times but no reply. Suddenly there were footsteps behind me. I turned and looked around only to see that the window was left open and the wind was coming through.

I heard another footstep again and was sure of it this time but after turning again a jug fell on the floor freaking the hell out of me.

This whole scenario was becoming more of a haunted house than I thought.

"What...