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I looked at her then back again. The basement had changed scene. It wasn't an old, damp room. It was somewhat finished with a concrete floor. William's body was still missing. My father's corps was still there though.

My mother ran back upstairs. After about 15 minutes, men in white uniforms took me away. I still remember that night but my doctors say it was just my mind plaything tricks on me the whole time. So I sit here in my room wondering how I came up with such a story and I can't understand why no one visits. At least I have Jo to play games with though I wonder if he is real.

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