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"The Way Out" by liouchan
The Xweetok shrank inside her little nook, her fluffy tail wrapped around her quivering body. The scraping moved around the doors as if searching for a way in, slamming against the wood every now and then. Sophia could only stare at the tiny crevice between the two panels, hoping not to see anything through it. "Soph?" The voice was right outside the door, too. "Are you in there?"

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