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The shop was closed up and Melinda was back home in her warm cozy house. She was exhausted but still too freaked out by the afternoon's events.
The house was quiet and no one else was there except her. Melinda sat down and turned on the TV. She started to flip channels, but the only thing on TV was about Agnes' tragic death. Melinda couldn't watch so she decided to just lie on the couch and rest for a while.
It had only been ten minutes before Melinda heard a loud noise from outside. She got up and looked out the window, but there was nothing or nobody there. She sat down at the kitchen table and looked at the magazine that had been delivered to the house that morning.
Another loud noise was heard and when Melinda looked back over her shoulder she saw a glass fall out of a cabinet and shatter on the floor. "Hello?" she called. "Is someone there?" But the house was empty from the looks of things; until she heard a voice.
"Hello!" a soft voice called back. Melinda looked around again and could see the eyes of something or someone staring at her through the kitchen window. She recognized those brown eyes anywhere.
"Agnes?"
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