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The light was coming from the old forester's hut in the woods. The hut had lain derelict for as long as I could remember, secured by a heavy chain and a rusted padlock. The windows were curtained with heavy, black material to prevent prying eyes seeing inside. But here was a light winking in the night. At least one of those curtains must have been removed. But by whom? And why?
The following morn…
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