
“Hello,” she called out, moving with soft steps down the hallway.
The only reply was the sound of a cupboard door closing.
“Who’s there,” she called out, the anxiety in her voice rising.
The clatter of a saucepan, the fridge door closing, the sound of a knife on a chopping board.
“Is anybody there?” she cried.
“Yes, me,” replied the apparition. “Would you like a sandwich?”
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