Part 1: The Arrival

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After years of saving money, I got enough to buy a house with it. I used to live in an apartment, it was quite alright. It was neither a bad or a good experience overall.

While I moved in, I saw numerous neighbours staring at me. It was really unsettling and eery. Their cold stares were like a knife stabbing me. They all looked disgusted, I guess they didn't like me... Once I moved in and organised everything, I lied down on my bed and started scrolling through countless messages and social media. After that, my mom texted me.

"Hey sweetheart, how's things going in the new neighbourhood?" My mom asked.

"Yeah, it's pretty good." I quickly responded.

"What neighbourhood is it?" My mom continued, curious.

"Oh, Burgenton Neighbourhood." I replied.

"Burgenton...? What do you mean? I've heard that it was burnt down fifteen years ago... And no one's currently living there." She was in shock, for sure.

"..." That was all I could say.

Was I moving in to a burnt down neighbourhood? No it couldn't be, I must do a bit more research to make sure. I searched up "Burgenton Neighbourhood". It came up with some articles stating that a bushfire caused the whole neighbourhood to burn down and took the lives of innocent people. Soon enough, the culprit was caught. Though the article didn't state who the culprit was, I solved the mystery.



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