I was inside making coffee when I heard it.
A sound you don’t forget.
A sharp, dragging scrape—metal against something it should never meet.
I froze.
Then I ran outside.
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I was inside making coffee when I heard it.
A sound you don’t forget.
A sharp, dragging scrape—metal against something it should never meet.
I froze.
Then I ran outside.