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The wind howled through the empty streets of the abandoned town. A shadow…
The moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the…
The night was thick with fog as Clara ventured into the abandoned asylum….
The old house on the hill had always been shunned by the town….
Late at night, the creaking floorboards echoed through the empty house. A chill…
The old house on the hill had always been a source of whispers…
The wind howled through the abandoned house, echoing the whispers of long-forgotten souls….
The old house stood lonely at the end of the street. Winter winds…
The old house at the end of the street was said to be…
The old house stood at the edge of the forest, shrouded in fog….
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