Up in the attic
Cacophony
Wailing and moaning
Chains rattle once, twice
Then silence
Battering my peace
Before I shivered
Safe in bed
But now I must know
Up the stairs
I go with trembling
The attic is dark
My light dies
Something scraps my hand
Now the wails and moans
All are mine
Racing down the stairs
Prompt: A secret in the Attic
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