I only meant to spend a minute in the garage. That was all. The plan was simple, straightforward, and utterly mundane: grab an old toolbox from the corner. Tighten a loose hinge on the kitchen cabinet that had been squeaking for weeks, and move on with the rest of the day. I had even glanced at the clock before stepping inside, thinking that ten minutes — maybe fifteen if I got distracted — would be more than enough. Yet the instant I crossed the threshold, I noticed something different. The garage, normally a functional, familiar space…
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