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The audio begins with the sound of a wooden door creaking open, producing a groaning noise that resonates in the empty space beyond. The screeching squeak of the aged hinges echoes hauntingly, as if protesting the intrusion. Next, the distinct sound of wooden planks under stress follows, each footstep producing a drawn-out creak, revealing the floor's old age and constant use. The narrative is then interrupted by the peculiar sound of a rope being strained, adding an eerie touch to the overall atmosphere. Amidst these sounds, the unexpected soft tapping on a keyboard can be heard, its rhythmic cadence contrasting with the otherwise discordant soundscape. As the audio progresses, a wooden plank groans under an unseen weight, the sound prolonged and mournful. The door is then heard closing, its creak echoing once more before it clicks shut. The wooden symphony concludes with the dying echoes of the groaning planks, the squeaking door, and
