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Cellar Door
Saberlane: June 12, 2018, 3:01 PMOkay. It’s been nearly three weeks since I found the storefront. I called the number on the sign every day since then. No one has ever called back. And every time I wore the pin, it kept wanting to walk me back to the store. I couldn’t take it anymore, so . . .
Last night I broke in.
I waited until about 3 AM, then walked over. The front door was dead-bolted, and as I once locked myself in my own bathroom, there was no way I was getting it open by picking it. And I’m an otherwise upstanding magic-hunting burglar, not a vandal, so I didn’t want to smash the front window.
But there was a set of metal cellar doors in the sidewalk out front—the kind I’ve almost fallen into a thousand times here in the city. They were locked too, padlocked ac
