Journal Log No. 7

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Dakota and I were currently in an empty room feeling anxious and scared at the banging door cause by the doll. Silence took over for a few minutes; I decided it was safe to get out. Creaking opens the door slowly then a knife went through it, I instantly closed the door. It was a close call before getting our faces scratched by the knife. I sigh in relief and saw something behind who was standing in the middle room. Thank god it was a secret door with a latch on it under the carpet. Now that I realized, it seems Dakota had been unusually quiet maybe it was from the incident earlier. I dragged Dakota to the secret and find ourselves in the basement of this mansion. There were many refrigerators that look like drawers containing dead bodies. Creepy...I must say wait a minute the name 'tiffany' was written on one of the drawers and many other names. Maybe her body was kept in here. Dakota was standing beside a row of diluted chemical acid which was very dangerous for any of us to touch. 'There's a knife on the floor. Maybe I should take it,'

Dakota gave me a slight nudge on the shoulder "What is it?" I asked she then gestured at the double wooden rusty door. It looked like some symbol about ancient runes that I've seen in books. "Maybe it will lead us outside," she said confidently. The first thing we saw a diamond gate surrounded by electrical fence. We quickly headed to the gate and it was locked "Please! I want to get out here!" Dakota cried and cried. I was about to try to comfort her. Realization hit me, when I saw Emily's body still lying at the front door. Her body had been dismembered and there's a hole on her chest meaning her heart was nowhere to be seen.

Author's Note: I appreciate the support and by the way sorry for any grammars errors.

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