Opening The Trapdoor
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Tracey decided to open the trapdoor. It creaked loudly, revealing a dark staircase leading down into the basement. She took a deep breath and descended, her phone’s flashlight guiding her.
As she reached the bottom, she saw something that made her gasp. The basement was a hidden world, filled with signs of Max’s presence. Toys, drawings, and his favorite blanket lay scattered around.
The discovery brought a mix of relief and terror. Max had been here, but where was he now? The urgency to find him intensified.