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As they got closer, the light stopped. The tower looked dark and menacing against the starry night.

Maya didn’t ask questions. She just replied: “Coming.” gdz 8-i klass

Five minutes later, they met at the edge of the woods. The air was cold, and the woods were quiet, except for the crunch of dry leaves under their sneakers. As they got closer, the light stopped

Max jumped, nearly knocking over a trash can. Standing there was old Mr. Henderson, the neighborhood's strictest—and quietest—neighbor, holding a very bright, very normal yellow flashlight. "Mr. Henderson?" Max gasped. As they got closer