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Journal Entry 9 - December 28th, 1872 - Later [Contineud]
Without thinking, I fled the room and returned to my own, locking the door. In silence, I stood, listening and waiting. At first, all was soundless. But the knob began turning. Whether it was that inhuman apparition I saw within the empty chamber or Mr. Mansfield himself, I was not going to meet my gruesome fate. Through the window, I climbed from the brick ledge to a down-spout. From there, I slid down, mounted my horse, and we thus fled under the cover of shadows.
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