asked the professor’s wife. Her husband, who was sitting on the floor next to her, looked at her wearily. Joanes opened his eyes. They couldn’t hear anything other than the wind and the rustle of the vegetation outside. “It was probably a branch snapping,” said the professor. “It wasn’t a branch. It sounded like something metallic. Like jangling.” They listened again, but couldn’t hear anything like jangling. “It could have been anything. The wind dragging along some—” began Joanes. But he was interrupted by a noise coming from outside. Sure enough, it was a metallic jangling. It sounded close. Next thing they knew, they heard a deep, masculine voice ordering someone to keep walking and then reassuring him, saying, “We’re here now.” A moment later, the door rattled. Someone had pushed it from the outside.
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