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The Empty House Pushing the heavy gates open the touch of the iron bars, as cold as ice, seized up my hand completely. Even though I could feel the unevenness of the cold cobbled path beneath me, they were smooth in contrast to the crunching of the dead leaf that I stepped on. Carrying on up the path the grass carried on forever into the horizon. One lonesome oak tree stood by the house swaying in the wind, its branches waving hauntingly. The moon shone bright white in the cloudless sky; it was the only source of light that could be seen. Owls occasionally fluttered by overhead, their silhouettes passing over the grass. The air was cold and numb, and with every breath I drew a misty, chilly exhale followed. As the house drew nearer everything around me became quieter and more distant. The trees murmuring could no longer be heard as...

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