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He finds what he was looking for in the lounge. “Fi, I need a hand here. I’ve definitely found something suspicious.” Nate calls out, he begins throwing books off the bookcase and onto the floor out of the way. Fi appears and joins in after Nate points out the scratch marks on the floor that indicate that the bookcase had been moved many times, always in the same way. “Okay, that should be enough weight off, help me move this thing.” She nods, They each grab a side of the bookcase and slide it along the wall until a door is revealed. Nate grabs for the handle, but it was locked. Fi hums,

The door bulged outward. Not like wood under impact. Like something behind it was leaning into the shape of an answer and finding body there. The grain darkened. Damp spread through the paint in branching veins. Tiny handprints appeared one by one on the inner side of the panels, too many, too small, pressing out from within as if the room itself had decided to remember children the wrong way. Then the latch began to turn on its own.

I keep looking at the two men fighting at I keep throwing books of the shelf. When I get to the bottom shelf, I notice the mark on the carpet that shows the shelf has been moved a couple of times. I stand up straight and try to move it. it moves and I get excited and keep pushing. When I look behind there is a door, and it needs a fingerprint to open. Karan throws Riaan on the desk, and he rolls over and falls on the other side. He comes running to me and scans his index finger. The door opens and he goes in with me behind.

She stood at the threshold and looked. Her body understood before her mind finished collecting details. No mirror. No bell pull near the chair. No small table within easy reach. The windows were tall, but their locks were new. The curtains hung too perfectly, their hems stiff, as if chosen to imitate softness rather than create it. Daniel’s gaze moved over hinges, latch, windows, walls. Leah’s gaze stayed lower. Near the inside edge of the open door, where the latch entered the frame, the white paint had worn thin from use. Or perhaps it had never covered properly. A narrow line of old color showed there, hidden except when the door stood open.

Deanna and Grant are hot on my heels. I turn the final corner to see the damage amid a half dozen omegas working busily. Some notice and stop their work. Others are too invested. “Don’t let me bother you. I’m here to help.” I smile, receiving odd looks. I survey the damage and decide to help those who are cleaning up the inside. I see now that the doorframe was the primary victim of Brady’s rage. Most of the doorframe is still intact; only the areas that attach to joints are severely damaged. Almost all the furniture has been cleared out. I’m sure it was fragmented from all the fighting.

I closed the door, locked it and put my keys on the table by the entrance where I always put them except the table was three inches to the left of where it should be. Three inches. I stared at it and felt my heart start beating faster because I was not imagining things, someone had moved it and then tried to put it back but they did not get it exactly right. I walked through the apartment slowly and looked at everything and most of it seemed normal but there were small things that were wrong in ways that only I would notice. The books on the shelf were not quite in the same order and the picture frame on the desk was tilted slightly to the right when I always kept it perfectly straight and t

continued Lean still calm. From where he stood Lean could see Avelyn in a towel, staring at him anxiously. Maybe she was looking for the gaps in his eyes. Well, he has a reputation for lying that's unbelievable so far. So he doubted that Avelyn didn't believe his story at all. "Is that true? I never locked my room. Only the front door I lock at night." “Then you have to lock your bedroom door from now on. An intruder could get in here and do a crime to you. What's more? Ahh... you are beautiful enough," said Lean with incredible calmness.

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I noticed something while searching for the Library door. Apart from the main entrance to the mansion and the main hall, all the doors in the Avereza Mansion are of the same size. I said before that the door is actually a book but it's really a door designed in such a way that it looks like a book. It's made to look like an open book and there are 6 rectangular spaces placed in triangles on the door. Three on one side of the door, 3 on the other side of the door. Another rectangular space was found not on the door but on an anvil-like stone block in front of the door. I am pretty sure this book I have right now goes there.

A bicycle with one wheel missing leaned against a shelf. Then I saw it. A door. It was tucked away behind a shelf, small and wooden, with a rusted lock. The key in my pocket burned against my leg. My father’s words from the journal came back… “f you’re reading this, it means you found the door." I pulled the shelf aside, coughing from the dust. The door looked older than the rest of the house. Its frame was crooked, as if someone had built it in a hurry. My hands shook as I tried the key.