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When I got home, I felt exhausted. Everything was lonely and strange. I felt a strange presence just now. Maybe it's just the stress. I went to the kitchen and made myself a sandwich because I was hungry. At that moment, I heard a noise in the living room. I froze because I feared it might be a wolf again.

My heart began to pound as I remained motionless, trying to hear any other noise that would confirm my suspicion. I grabbed a knife from the kitchen drawer, more out of instinct than thinking I could use it against a wolf. I walked slowly toward the living room, trying not to make any noise.

When I reached the threshold of the living room, I saw a shadow move quickly past the window. I stood there paralyzed, unsure whether to move closer or back away and run. The shadow seemed human, but with what I had learned recently, I couldn't be sure of anything.

"Who's there?" My voice came out more trembling than I had expected.

There was no response, just an unsettling silence. I took a dee