The voice led her to an old, dilapidated shed, half-buried in the sands

The voice led her to an old, dilapidated shed, half-buried in the sands. She hesitated at the door, her hand trembling as she reached for the handle. The door creaked open, revealing a darkness so deep it seemed to swallow the light.
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The voice led her to an old
,
dilapidated shed
,
half-buried in the sands
.
She hesitated at the door
,
her hand trembling as she reached for the handle
.
The door creaked open
,
revealing a darkness so deep it seemed to swallow the light
.
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