Mysteries In The Attic

One Saturday, while cleaning out attics to save up for a cool action figure I wanted, I came across an old looking house. I bet it’s attic is very dusty, I thought. The person who lives used to be a sailor, so he’s got a lot of things washed up from sea. So, I agreed to clean it. The room is black except for one flickering light in the center of the room. Glancing around, I noticed that there were bones, broken eggs, and fringes cut from dresses. I started for the door, suddenly wanting to leave. It was locked.

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