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Pandorium: The Beginning

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Ren Bellworth is a 14 year old boy living in Winchester, UK.

 He and his family had to move since his father lost his job, and his mother is too sick to work.

They moved into an old, Victorian house in the Forest. As soon as Ren's Parents saw the house, they loved it.

but Ren didn't. As soon as Ren went near the house, he felt, a strange, sick feeling in his stomach.

but as quick as it came, it went away.

"Come on Sweetie! we have to go check out your room and make sure it's clean and neatly arranged!" his mother called out to him. "Coming!" he called back. 

he took one last look at the house, shook his head, then moved on. "I'm being paranoid." He thought to himself. But, maybe he wasn't so paranoid. maybe there is something here. watching him.

Just waiting for the right time to Show Itself..Tous Droits Réservés

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Chapter 1: New Home
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