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The first few nights in the old house were uneventful. Longinus made getting the lights working a priority- things would go a lot faster if he could see what he was doing! 

Besides, maybe it was the low lighting, or the dust swirling in the air, or just too many hours by himself, but... Longinus kept having the sense he wasn't alone. He kept catching movement at the corner of his eye; shadows where there ought not to be shadows. 

But that was ridiculous of course! First thing he'd do after flipping this house, he was taking a much needed vacation. Some beach resort somewhere, surrounded by nothing but fruity drinks and girls in bikinis who loved fruity drinks... that sounded pretty good!

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