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The audio begins with the distinctive sound of a door handle being turned, immediately capturing your attention. It's the sound of a wooden door, resonating with a certain gravitas you've come to associate with such doors. The door creaks open ever so slightly, the sound of the hinges echoing in the silent room. There's an almost palpable sense of anticipation, as if something important is about to happen. The door swings open fully, the sound growing louder, more assertive. It's the sort of sound that demands your attention, filling the room with its presence. You can almost visualize the door, its wooden surface polished to a shine, the handle gleaming under the light. There's a brief pause, a moment of silence that feels as though the world is holding its breath. And then, the door begins to close. The sound is softer now, more subdued. The creaking of the hinges is the only sound in the room, a gentle reminder of the
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The audio begins with the distinctive sound of a door handle being turned, immediately capturing your attention. It's the sound of a wooden door, resonating with a certain gravitas you've come to associate with such doors. The door creaks open ever so slightly, the sound of the hinges echoing in the silent room. There's an almost palpable sense of anticipation, as if something important is about to happen. The door swings open fully, the sound growing louder, more assertive. It's the sort of sound that demands your attention, filling the room with its presence. You can almost visualize the door, its wooden surface polished to a shine, the handle gleaming under the light. There's a brief pause, a moment of silence that feels as though the world is holding its breath. And then, the door begins to close. The sound is softer now, more subdued. The creaking of the hinges is the only sound in the room, a gentle reminder of the
