The old dark house of capture part 1

Once inside this underground house of mystery our eyes look around at its golden chairs of mystery. At that moment a shocked luitent megs hears a loud bang from another room and we all run to explore.

After pushing open the cold dark doors of this study our eyes start to notice a chair spinnning around along the floor of shame and torture. At that moment our army run out towards the sparkling doors of mystery to escape.

I then look at a shocked silver prince and the horses while the door suddenly vanishes leaving us trapped in this haunted house of mystery and terror. We all then walk around the house while groans of evil start to echo and the windows become concrete of capture.

written by wayne mockler

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