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I woke up with a start. There were sudden, scary, multiple sounds of banging.

Then I heard some quick shuffling and a couple of whispering noises.

Who the hell was roaming inside my house at Six Thirty in the freaking morning?

I grabbed the bedside lamp and shuffled towards the hall. I was scared to death but who the hell was here to help me except... well, me?

I roamed my eyes around in every nook and corner of the hall room like a hawk. Eyes squinted, lips pursed, nose scrunched up in concentration and all. Full on police action mode.

There was no one?

But when the whispering noise came again, it did not come from inside the room. It was coming from the kitchen.

I tiptoed towards the kitchen as quitely as my bare feet could walk on the slightly squeaky floor board.

I managed to reach the kitchen. Then I bent forward to lean against the door and just as I was about to open and enter inside, I heard a person whisper shouting,

"St

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