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This is how horror movies start, you thought to yourself as soon as you enter the house. Who am I kidding? I am literally in a horror movie right now!

You fought the urge to wander around instead, you planted your feet on the ground and used your eyes to make sense of your surroundings. Aside from the old dusty furniture, and outdated technology such as the boxed t.v and old radio, you noticed that everywhere you looked there were flowers- dried flowers.

Dried flowers in vases, and in cups- it’s everywhere.

Lone man slowly closed the front door gently as if the house was on the verge of crumbling down.

"I'm sorry, our house doesn't look good," He said, "I swear it looked good before..." his words trailed off. "Oh! The flowers?"

He must have seen where you were looking at.

"Aren't they pretty?" Lone man carefully took one flower out of the vase. The flower disintegrated and turned into dust as soon as he touched it. "I should- I probably should stop picking flowers."

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