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The First Terror

Dasha's POV

"Did someone send food again?" I muttered.

I had just opened the door of the house. Today I was going to herd goats as my new job. But when I saw the food packages in front of the door, I frowned in surprise.

"Why is there more food on my doorstep?" I began to suspect.

This wasn't the first time someone had left food on my doorstep. Two days ago I found cookies, but there was no problem then. Hopefully not now.

It's been almost two weeks since I moved into Dufe Village. I've been getting packages of food from who knows who.

I routinely found packages of food every morning - just as I was getting ready to go to work.

With slow movements, I picked up the food package. I also glanced around.

Like the other days, I didn't find anyone.

"Hey, whoever gave me this food, are you still in my house?" I asked, deliberately raising my tone.

I, who was already very curious, forced myself to go to the right side of the house. I wanted to see if anyone was hiding.

Unfortunately,
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