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Nora stared at the only slit in the wardrobe that let a sliver of light through the doors, barely seeing Zachary as he silently tried to hush them from where he sat beside her. His arm was around her head covering her mouth as she held onto his hand with her trembling pair while his other arm held a sleeping Zia, his hand covering one of the baby girl's ears while it pressed her head against his chest to cover the other as well and he rocked back and forth slightly trying to keep the infant from waking. Nora could hear shuffling coming from outside, but it was almost completely drowned out by the violent banging. The harsh sound seemed to get louder each time until there was a smash and a blood-curdling scream from their father before another followed from their mother above sounds
