Arrival

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He ran and ran until he got to his destination. He rang the doorbell and waited for response. The door opened to reveal a man.

"Hello. May I help you?"

"Come on. Don't you remember me?"

"I wish I didn't."

"Aw. Aren't you going to invite me in?"

The man looked at him hesitantly, pondering if he should invite him in.

"Come on in" he finally said.

"Thanks, man" he said walking in the two story house past the wooden door.

"Ahh, feels good to be home" he said breathing the fresh air.

He looked at the house and the furniture. It was an old rustic style. Just how he liked it. He made his way upstairs to his waiting bedroom. Dropping his suitcase on the bed, he changed into something a bit more comfortable. He opened the doors to his balcony and looked at the view. The house was placed in the forest a mile or two away from town. In the front yard, there was a water fountain creating a semi circle for cars to pass by. The house was somewhat like a small mansion. Big living room, about 6 rooms, and plenty of restrooms. Everything a person could wish for. But downstairs, in the basement, was a prison cell, containing an herb that was very harmful to...special people. More like dead people. But no one had to know that. It was a secret.

"I'll be back, Dan" he said leaving.

"Yes, uncle."

And with that, he ran off to find food. To feed. To drink.

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