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Beneath the Pantry

Back inside, they cleared the pantry. Steven grabbed the crowbar and hammer, striking the floor with confidence. Dust puffed into the air. The boards cracked open, revealing a second layer. Another hit—and a metallic clang rang out. “There’s something here,” Steven said. Amber crouched beside him, shining her flashlight. A rusted metal hatch stared back up at them.
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