@Lucky
The dilapidated house loomed over the three men, the wood rotting and fragile in the late spring dusk. It didn't even seem real to them. The creaking of the small animals scampering inside almost seemed to give it a voice that mockingly laughed at them. This house hadn't been under the...
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