"Hey, James!" you hear Shyanna say. "Can you try it now? I swear you'll like it!" A few feet to the right of the door, the blinds shift. The window is opened a crack, so the wind causes them to fight subtly. Sunlight squirms through the openings. They might be shut, but someone could definitely see through them if they tried, or just enter the house by opening the rest of the window.
You still stand on your shirt in silent fear, not really sure of what to do.
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