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As the audio begins, the distinct sound of a floorboard creaking fills the atmosphere. It's an old rusty sound, a loud, high-pitched squeak that reverberates through the silent room. It's clear that the floor has been through many years, the wooden planks groaning under even the lightest of pressure. The noise is repetitive, almost rhythmic, as if someone is pacing back and forth, each step causing the wooden floor to voice its protest in an incessant squeak. The creaking sound is not just a noise, but a character in itself, painting a vivid picture of an old, perhaps abandoned, house where the only conversation is between the weight of existence and the worn-out floor. The audio ends with the same squeak, echoing in the silence, a sound that is sure to linger in your memory long after it's gone.
