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It was time to move on. There was no need to stay. So I turned right around and went right on my way. I tiptoed off slowly, then quickened my pace, then I found myself caught in an odd sort of chase. For the noises, as hoped, did not linger behind. And these noises were not simply things in my mind. No, these noises were real, and kept right on my tail with each step
