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As they move, trying to be silent, the floorboards groan loudly beneath their own feet, damned old cabin. The sound echoes in the silent house, and the now alert gunman stops at the bottom of the stairs, ears alerted to their uninvited presence.
"Ah, ah, ah..." He says quietly, his voice holding a low commanding tone, with more youth than any perceived ‘old man’ has any right still holding. A flash of panic lances through the thief, this sounded nothing like the mark they expected, silently they judge from behind the mask if they would be quick enough to escape.
Not likely.