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"We're here." Chloe's voice pulled him back to reality. She tapped her knuckles three times against an old wooden door.

Knock, knock, knock!

The three sharp, rhythmic sounds echoed with a dusty, pleasant tone, as if striking the gears of time itself.

"Who is it?" a voice called from inside shortly after the knocking stopped.

"May I ask if Wania Miller is home?" Chloe asked