I assume this is what they're talking about...
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I don't know where this came from.... Well, actually, I do, and the
people who mentioned all the bits that went into this and inspired it
are EVIL! If anyone is feeling sadistic and asks for more... there
will be more. You have been warned.
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Sylia suppressed another sneeze, and involuntarily winced from the sudden
stress on her sinuses. Awkwardly freezing in position where she had
shifted to look into a cardboard box, Sylia shook her head to clear the
lingering traces of the near explosion. Then she carefully finished her
move and sat back against a support post with a heavy, oblong object
wrapped in brown paper.
The attic was short on head room, as attics often were, though the
sunlight streaming in through one window brightened the place
considerably. As was also often the case, the attic was crammed with boxes
and other miscellaneous items long forgotten or only half remembered by
their previous owners. Voices accompanied the sunlight from
outside-indistinct but for the occasional shout from someone at play-and
also drifted up from the open stairwell leading to the rest of the house.
----------[SNIP...]----------