You scamper up to the top of the fence. You shiver as your feet hit the ground, feeling a palpable aura of displeasure emanating all around you. Glancing around, you see that no one is there, and the street is deserted. Somewhere far away you hear a raven caw.
The dumpster is up against the building, and you would swear that the flap is moving.
Investigate it?
Or try the front door?
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