Shack
Mireille Together with Marie, I arrive at a dingy and unilluminated shack, opening into the narrow backalley. My eyes patrols every corner where a dim fire is lit, to make the dark path easy to be accessed. After first entering the shack, one can easily welcome the idea that this shack is nothing more than an outcasted storehouse. But soon, one would become aware that they are wrong. At the entrance, I get welcomed by a huge door with littered doorway. We pass-by the room without glancing much in it's direction. We explore an adjoining passageway with worn-out surroundings. Musty, stuffy smell greets my nostrils and the next moment, I scrunch my nose in response to the horrible smell. We reach a dead end of the passageway, a rusty and neglected door is closed between the two ancient w
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