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The soft scratching of my toes echoed through the vent shaft as my tiny heart fluttered wildly inside my panting chest, scurrying as quickly as these damn short legs could take me. The grant rod-iron vent grate appeared, jumping smoothly over the vent shaft dropping down into the cellar slo...

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