On the inside


...where am i?

this place looks familiar

hmmm... that steel bench, that garden, that little bike, that creamy white painted house

i definitely have been here before

helloooooo... anyone in there???

*knocking at the door*

excuse me... helloooooo

hmmm... i guess nobody is around

i'll just trespass then

*slowly opening the door*

damn what's that smells... seems like something been rotting here

that's weird... it's awfully cold whereas the weather is really warm outside

and it's pitch black in here... i think i'm gonna find the light switch

here it is

hmmm... maybe someone cut off the electricity, because it ain't working

oh well i'll just use my lighter

*wandering around inside the house*

ouch!

*tripped*

what the hell was that?!

*looking down*

holly crap!!!
why would anyone put a tombstone inside a house

hey there's something written there

This is where...




what is that?

aargh... i gotta clean this dust first

*wiping the tombstone with hand*

okay let's see that writing again

it says here...

This is where my heart is burried


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