Fifty years had passed since the tragic demise of the family who once unknowingly brought home the cursed chair and desk. Time had dulled memories, but the locals who lived near that block never forgot the screams that echoed on windless nights, or the faint cackling of a woman’s laughter that would sometimes seep through the silence. Fear bred abandonment, and one by one, the neighbors left until the entire area became a ghost town. Houses rotted. Streets cracked and split. Nature crept in, swallowing the neighborhood whole.
No one dared to step inside, until him.
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