As i’m driving down the highway i see a house it
doesn't look like any regular house it is old broken.
Maybe even abandoned. i park up on the yellowy
brown grass i slowly hop out of my car i have a
ominous feeling there is a old rusty tin ladder maybe
leading to a never ending world. i can hear noises the
sounds of souls underneath the muck on dirt covered
floors as it rot back.
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