Chapter 3While unpacking his belongings in the one room so far prepared, Brinley stopped working to stand motionless. Downstairs a board creaked. Of course, one expected many creaks and groans of age in such an old building, all things he would solve in time, but…did the noise speak of stealth?
Though tempted to shake off his wariness as any normal person would, after a few moments of silence, Brinley trusted his instincts, about to investigate, when someone called out, “Hello? Is anyone here?”
The voice…Couldn’t be. Brinley, a person with less reason than most for his scalp to prickle with fear, tried to shrug off the unfamiliar and creepy sensation, but he was buggered if he could.
For a few seconds, Brinley stood frozen. Perhaps if he remained up here, the bloke would slip away.
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