The moon was out, reflecting brightly; a perfect time to search for the man in the walls.

He was a legend that quite amused me, yet he scared them all.

I knocked and thrashed and cried and yelled, yet couldn't get his attention at all.

I took my lantern and lit the fire, stomping through the halls.

However yet, i still couldn't find that hidden man in the walls.

I searched the rooms and banged the floors, even though he wasn't in them at all.

I searched and searched, high and low, but he couldn't hear me no more.

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