Writing Prompt 4# Let's continue!

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Prompt 4#
START writing with the phrase:
'Ten minutes later he was flipping through the pages of the old album'
END the story with this sentence:
'The hall was lit by a single lamp, next to which sat the white witch.'
My short story
Ten minutes later he was flipping through the pages of the old album
wondering where on earth it had come from, he had never seen it before and now, here it was, on the table sitting as if it had never been touched.
I huffed in exasperation, looking around the room, trying to find something out of place perhaps, but everything seemed perfectly in its place.
"Gordaline did you happen to put this album here?" He exclaimed to the silent room, not hearing an answer, he remembered right then that it was her day off and that's why there was no trace of her.
He was in his study at the time, when he hears a noise coming from the living area, jumped on the spot, thinking to himyself, 'damn, thieves broke in'.
He took a breath to calm down, 'ok let's not jump to conclusions', he silently started to get up and approached the room.
When he was about to think that he had imagined everything and that in truth there had been no noise, he took courage and raised his head , looked inside the room and
The hall was lit by a single lamp, next to which sat the white witch.