[ Clearly, it's nothing. By the time he steps inside, the block of ice is gone with very little melt to show it was ever there.
Climbing up the stairs, the scent of baking fills his nose tugging on his curiosity. His steps slow down near the top and he knocks on the side of the door to mark his entrance before stepping on the landing of the second floor. ]
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Climbing up the stairs, the scent of baking fills his nose tugging on his curiosity. His steps slow down near the top and he knocks on the side of the door to mark his entrance before stepping on the landing of the second floor. ]
Hello?