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AHORRORSTORYIwasbroughttoaplacewherenoonecouldeverfindme.Iwastrappedinthisplacealone…aplacedominatedbymoonlessnight,aplacewherethedoomandgloomstrive,aplacewhereyoucouldfindnohopeorjoy…IdidnotknowhowlongIhavebeenhere.Thisplacewasasifacharnelwherethecorpseslied…Ikeptonwalkinginthehollownights,tryingtofindthewayoutofthisterribleplace;yearningforthetinniesttraceofhopeandescape.Iwaswalkingintheshadowofthenight,ledbynohopenorlight.Iwasterrifiedwiththedarknesssurroundingme,yetthesenseoffearwassurpassedbylonelinessandnumbness—theonlysensibleemotionsthathadbeenremainedinme.Heavychainsweredraggingmypace.Iwaslumberingalongmywaywhichleadsmetonowhere.“WhereamI,”Itoldmyself,thejanglingsoundsofthechainswereinthereply.Theywereasifsniggeringandmockingatmyexistenceinsuchgloomyplace,defyingmyremaininghopeandfaith.Anuncannystreamlightsuddenlyshonefromthehollowsky,gentlytouchedonthefreezing-coldpavement,formingasmallpale-orangecircleoflight,surroundedbytheeerienight.Itcamefromastreetlampthatoddlystoodinthemiddleofanempty,foggystreet.Thesurroundingswereslowlycreepingintomysight,declaringtometheirambiguousexistence.IrealizedthatIwasallaloneinanabandoned,unmannedcity;surroundedbyjunglesofcoldandlifelessbuildings.ThousandsofemptywindowswerestarringrightintomydeepestsoulasifIwastheirvulnerable,chained,patheticprey.IfeltasuddenhorrorwhenIrealizedthetruth;thetruththatthisplaceusedtobethecountry-sidewhereIhadstayedwithmylovelygrandparentsandgrownupwiththemwhenIwasyoung.However,whenIhadreachedtheageof11,Iwasbroughttothecitywhichwaslocatedmilesawayfromheretoreceiveso-calledpropereducation.Sincethen,Ihadnevercomebacktothisplacetillgrandfather’sfuneral;thenfollowedbygrandmother’s10yearsago.Overwhelmedbythesenseofhorror,andthepaindeepwithinmyheart,Iwaspacingandtremblingwithchainsinthisfamiliaryetstrangecity.“TheremustbeareasonwhyIambroughttosuchamysteriousplace,”Ithoughttomyself.Without-knowingly,Istartedtoshoutouttheirname,butallIcouldhearwasechoesofcryingandgiggling.Memoriesofchildhoodsta