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In the small town of Salt Lake City, a marketing director named Gert found herself working late into the night, trying to meet a tight deadline. The office was eerily quiet, with only the sound of her footsteps echoing through the empty halls.

As Gert typed away on her computer, strange things started happening. The lights flickered, and a cold breeze swept through the room, even though the windows were closed. She felt a chill run down her spine, but she brushed it off as her imagination playing tricks on her.

But then, the printer started spewing out pages on its own. Gert...