100 rooms

Chapter 1

I wander along in the almost silence, peering at trees, bushes, flowers. In spite of the cheeping, I can't see any birds.
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Before long, it starts to get dark, and the trees all around me still look the same. I haven't seen any form of life, and yet I can hear so much.

I woke to yet more seemingly invisible birds cheeping their sweet songs. I almost wished I could go back to the cramped, smelly, dirty town from my hazy memories. At least there I knew that I was not the only life form.

After a while, I came across a tall,
dark, post Tudor mansion. I had read enough horror novels to know not to go inside.
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About an hour later, I spotted a clearing in the the forest, so I raced forwards, heart pounding. Sweat streaked my back and face, and I fought against the overhanging creepers. There, in front of my very eyes, loomed a tall, dark, post Tudor mansion. My mouth dropped open in complete and utter horror.
    
This cycle went on and on for ages and ages, until I decided that this had to stop.
I had to go inside.