I stared.
“Wow. That house is small. And old … and ugly,” my friend said.
I swallowed.
“Are you ready?”
I shivered.
We walked up the stairs and across the porch, being careful to avoid the rotting planks.
The door creaked as we pushed it open.
I heard rustling from deep within the bowels of the dark house.
“Rats,” my buddy whispered.
I shuddered.
My buddy walked through the door. “Ready?”
I whimpered.
My tormentor grabbed my shirt and yanked me forward; I tripped over my feet.
The chair dominated the small room.
“Weird,” said my friend. “Why does that chair have barbed wire?”
I fainted.
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