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After a
while people began to wonder about my fascination with the forest and if I
was meeting some nice young woman. Others did wonder why I liked to visit the
haunted house so often, but I told them little of my voyages. After all,
people are conditioned to believe only what they are told is true and they
fear the unknown and its dark rooms. Speaking
of rooms, the mysterious portal was getting much smaller now. It was
harder for me to squeeze in. At
night its uncanny glow would frighten me. Perhaps, it was an alien
artifact that was pure sin. Being near the glowing portal was so scary. Oh, it felt so evil and eerie. This made me
limit my use. Also, I began to worry. |
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