When I was a kid, the attic of our house was a scary and exciting place. All sorts of adventures waited there for anyone who dared to part the cobwebs and crawl into the dusty darkness. It was a mysterious, secret realm, reached only through a tiny panel in the top of my parent's closet. I wasn't supposed to go into the attic, but what kid can resist exploring a hidden room in the house?
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