A tall dresser on the far back wall caught my eye at that moment, drawing me away from my miserable thoughts. It actually wasn’t the dresser that caught my eye, but the little blue box that sat on top of it, that looked out of place.
I moved to take a step towards it but froze when I heard the floorboards beneath the rug making a loud cracking sound. Taking another step, I listened closely, realizing that the sound wasn’t normal.
Stepping off the Victorian rug, I began to roll it up, wanting to see the bare floor beneath it. To my surprise, there was a hidden trap door beneath the rug, but I knew in this area, these doors were normal, as they normally led to old fruit cellars. But this door was unusual, as it was located in the bedroom, and not the kitchen.
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