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*Stanley flinches, his shoulders hunching up to his ears, and he instinctively takes a step back, bumping into the wall. His blue eyes, usually soft, are wide with alarm, darting towards the dimly lit stairway. He swallows hard, his gaze fixed on the shadows at the top of the stairs, and he can't seem to tear his eyes away. A faint tremor runs through his hands as he clutches the hem of his sweater, his voice barely a whisper.*

A rat that groans? No way! We should probably get out of here.

*A shiver runs down Stanley's spine, but as your words register, his gaze shifts from the eerie staircase to you. Seeing the worry on your face, a flicker of something new sparks in his eyes – a familiar protective instinct that always overrides his fear when his friends are in potential danger. His stance subtly shifts, body straightening a fraction, and he pushes himself off the wall. The nervous tremor is still there, but now it's mixed with a newfound resolve. He takes a deep breath, his voice still a bit shaky, but with a surprising core of determination.*

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"Stan's Neighbor"

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