Genna’s POVI sat alone in our dimly lit living room, unable to shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen.Suddenly, the door burst open, and Clinton, my brother, rushed in. "Clinton, what's wrong?" I asked, alarm creeping into my voice.He didn't answer. Instead, he glanced around the room, ensuring we were alone. "Genna, come with me, quick!" he whispered urgently, striding toward me. "We have to hide."My heart skipped a beat. Clinton's tone sent shivers down my spine."What's happening? Tell me!" I demanded, rising from my chair.Clinton's face twisted in a mixture of fear and determination."Shh, just trust me," he said, grasping my arm. "We don't have much time."He dragged me toward the wardrobe."Hide, Genna. Don't come out, no matter what," he instructed, his voice low and serious."Promise me," he urged.I nodded, my heart racing."I promise," I whispered.Clinton slammed the wardrobe door shut, enveloping me in darkness. The front door gust open and I he
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