I have a month of queue going on, due to travelling and mind-broadening stuff. The truth is out there, and so is a lot of bullshit, but that just fertilises the truth.
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Some Questions Are Only Answered With Silence
We never knew exactly what happened in the derelict house; those old enough to remember refused to talk about it. We knew enough to know we should avoid the place, but not enough to actually make us avoid it.
The chains were solid, but not tight, certainly not tight enough to prevent childhood bodies from slipping through broken panels and into the abandoned dust beyond. We, the Gang of Four, entered with bravado behind our fearless leader, not the biggest but the boldest of us all.
We laughed at the broken walls and scrawled obscenities, and our laughter was soaked up by the damp walls. Our screams, on the other hand, echoed and reverbrated through the narrow halls and destitute rooms, seeming to chase us as we fled.
Outside, there were three of us…to this day we refuse to talk about it.
The chains were solid, but not tight, certainly not tight enough to prevent childhood bodies from slipping through broken panels and into the abandoned dust beyond. We, the Gang of Four, entered with bravado behind our fearless leader, not the biggest but the boldest of us all.
We laughed at the broken walls and scrawled obscenities, and our laughter was soaked up by the damp walls. Our screams, on the other hand, echoed and reverbrated through the narrow halls and destitute rooms, seeming to chase us as we fled.
Outside, there were three of us…to this day we refuse to talk about it.
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