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Lone man caught your hand before you could flip the switch. His fingers were long and cold. You immediately drew your hand back.

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"What are you doing? Do not turn on the lights," he said.

You gulped. He seemed too serious all of a sudden. You nodded.

"Good," he whispered, "I'll be back in a second."

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