Impossible
The boy had only been missing a few hours, but there he was, curled up on the bottom of the staircase. The world was moving in slow motion. How had Chris not seen him? He couldn’t have been there when Chris had first started to climb the stairs. He had inspected them thoroughly. But now, lying motionless in front of him, was evidence to the contrary. Chris gripped the railing as he made his way back down.
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