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What the Hughes' called a "shed" was more like a small cabin, complete with a mezzanine; you could easily fit the Campbells' living room in there and still have room for a small kitchen. There was a workbench with a variety of tools circling an old chainsaw -a McCulloch S44- in an almost ritualistic way, a bunch of rusty lockers and filing cabinets, a large power generator with a couple of gas cans next to it way in the back, and an assortment of carboard boxes, wooden crates and furniture forgotten by time itself scattered all over the place; a strong smell of grease, rust and dry rot permeated the air.
The girls propped up the ladder against the mezzanine floor and paused to take a breath, when a rustling sound coming from somewhere up above startled them both.
"What was that...?" Stephanie looked to the loft.
"I don't know. Probably, like, a rat or some junk..." Amber shrugged.
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>Investigate.
>Dad said "Call me when you get there", not "Call me whenever you're done screwing around the Hughes Estate".
>Have a look around.
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