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2024-12-28 18:50:54Dante arrived at the secluded private caretaking home, a modest building tucked away from prying eyes. The place looked quiet, but nothing about it seemed unusual. He stepped inside, the faint scent of disinfectant lingering in the air. At first glance, everything appeared normal. But as he went further, it felt different.
The house was eerily quiet, the usual faint hum of activity absent. Dante frowned, stepping inside. The main room was as tidy as ever, but the silence was unsettling.
“Mia?” he called, his voice echoing in the stillness.
He strode down the short corridor to her room, his chest tightening with unease. When he pushed the door open, the sight before him made his stomach drop. The bed was neatly made, as though no one had been there at all. Mia was gone.
Dante spun around, moving quickly to check the other rooms. The caretaker’s office was empty, as was
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