The town appeared mystic, a blurry farrago divulging many untold tales yet keeping the secret hidden in its chest. A ghost town, not a soul was visible, all he could find is remanence of yesteryears and oddly constructed house beaconing an uncalled eerie. His pneuma leaping to his mouth, he tried to pace away but despite his strenuous attempts, his feet defied him as he sauntered his way into the heart of the dilapidated town. 

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