Bang And The Wolf Is Dead
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Imagine a dirt road leading five mile up from the main road to a big old grey stone house surrounded by trees. The house has three storeys and huge bay windows. Inside the house is a main entrance hall with a large sweeping staircase covered in a blood red carpet. If you follow the stairs up to the top floor and follow the narrow hallway towards the end, you will find a door on your left. Open the door and you will find a bedroom with a bed covered in sheets and wool blankets. Inside that bed, buried under the duvets and pillows, you will find my body.
This is the story of how I died.
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