#20494 - Turning the knob and opening the door, this time, there was no squeek or creek. I turned my flashlight to the old wooden stairs, dust coating them, I took the first, the wood supported my weight and didnt creek, then the next and the next until I reached the bottom. Note from author : I am not great at writing stories.
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