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As the audio begins, there's a close, heavy silence that's soon broken by the slow, gradual creaking of a wooden door. The sound is almost cacophonous in its discordant melody, each creak and groan of the wood echoing in the surrounding quietness. It's a sound that suggests a door or a gate, a portal of some kind, being carefully, slowly opened. The door seems reluctant to reveal what's behind it, its weight causing resistance as it creaks in protest. The sound is unhurried, stretching out in a slow, deliberate rhythm, a symphony of sound that paints a vivid picture of a heavy wooden door being opened. As the audio progresses, the creaking subsides, giving way to the soft sigh of the door reaching its limit. The final note is the barely audible sound of the door coming to a rest, as though closing off the mysterious story it had just told.
