A Short Story

I stood facing the house. Wondering why it was there. Wondering if the story was true.


1. Prologue

I stood outside the house. Wondering if what I was told was true. Did people really die here? Was it really haunted? Chills ran up my spine as I looked at it. It was falling apart. It looked haunted. No one knows why it is here. No one knows if people live inside. No one knows if you go inside that you will come out alive.

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