The Ivy house

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When I got there I stood there for ten minutes, because it was all different, there was a waterfall and a house, a deserted house with ivy all over it. I was sure I'd gone the same way as before.

I went inside and saw a door, I went through and there was a city; a burning city. I felt something grab my shoulder, I could just feel their nails diging into my shoulder, when I turned around I saw someone.Or something. 

It was someones face, with someone whose eyes had been gouged out.

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