Detective Parker walked slowly towards the front door. Fragments of shattered glass scattered the floor , crunching under the weight of his feet. Trembling, his pale, icy hand reached out for the handle as he felt a surge of prickles tingle down the back of his spine. With one large gulp of breath, Parker turned the handle and walked in...
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