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almost!

i almost died.
everyone in the house, including me and my friend had gone to bed, we were lying talking for a while with candles bruning, really cosy. we said good night after a while, and the exact moment frida blew out the last candle, a bass riff started from the ground floor. we both heard it, and when we sat up ant lit the lamp, it stopped.

we were so freaked out, but decided to go down and see if it was ghosts.
but no, it was just her stepfather who sat by the computer.

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