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Chapter 9
Waking in the middle of the night, I walk out to the kitchen to get something to drink. But when I opened the refrigerator, it was empty. Like, literally, nothing in there. Not even any condiment bottles. Opening the freezer, it was the same. Absolutely nothing. Walking to the front door, I opened it, deciding to try and find the main kitchen to get a glass of water. The entire pack house was so quiet. Wandering around the bottom floor for a while, I finally managed to find the kitchen. Looking in the cabinets to find a glass, I found one in the third place I looked and got some much-needed water from the faucet. Taking a sip, I feel this sense of.... I don't know..... Like I'm being watched. I turned around to look in the doorway, but no one was there. "Hello?" Nothing but silence, s
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