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Macy: I climbed into the crawl space. My breathing was ragged, and my p.u.s.s.y was wet. I looked through the tiny crack; the light barely streamed through the small attic. I could hear them coming up the steps behind me, but then their heavy steps died away to sniper-like silence. I couldn't hear anything… nothing but the sounds of my heart beating off the walls. A dark whistling made me jump out of my skin. It was Cain. He walked around the hall just above me. I hardly recognized him when he turned, trying to decide which way to go. A chilling darkness had replaced his cheerful demeanor. But he kept going. He was the only one I had seen up here. The others must be downstairs, and with my water droplets gathering on the floor beneath the entrance from me leaning over to watch throu