Deep in the night, when all was quiet, a series of urgent knocks echoed far into the stillness.
A figure draped in a black cloak stood anxiously before the old house, tightly gripping a wand hidden beneath the folds of the fabric. They nervously listened for any sound from within while keeping a wary watch on the surroundings, terrified that some unexpected danger might suddenly arise.
Following the flurry of knocks, movement soon stirred inside, and the creaking old wooden door slowly opened a crack.
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