The last snobby remark
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With their flashlight at the ready, all four of Andrew’s relatives headed down the dark set of stairs. The old wooden steps creaked under their weight, and they hurried down until they stood in an old room that smelled musky. “Just the play you would like to hang around in, Andrew,” his brother snapped at him. But that attitude faded instantly when they realized in what room they were standing.
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