“Hello?” echoed
a young-boy’s squeaky voice throughout the abandoned walls of the mansion. “Is
anybody in here?” he asked again.
He received no answer
and decided to look around for his missing ball (that had smashed through the
house’s misty windows). He found a candy stall – but was disappointed when he
found out it was empty...
The chequered
floor was like an illusion to him, as if each pattern got bigger... and
bigger...
Finally, he had
found his ball! He dashed out of the mansion and was thankful for leaving the
creepy, torn state that it was in.
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