The hopeless
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We were just playing around. Nothing meant to happen... So why was this abandoned asylum the last place for her to live? For me to live? I didn't mean for us to get hurt. I.. I just wanted to be fun.
We were 16 and going on an adventure. I was looking for some fun... And we found this place at the edge of town no one ever spoke of. We were just playing around.
Ghosts are real... I bet no one ever told you that. Hell I didn't even believe it. I was terrified when I found out. But there are things you shouldn't go looking for. Like evil.
Evil is something you shouldn't play with. EVER. So here is what I'm gonna do. I am gonna tell you my story. I am Elizabeth Mercy. I am 16 and I live in Oklahoma. My best friend Clare Magnolia. We were adventuring the insane asylum, that is missing its name, outside our town; Eerie lake. Funny I know, but we didn't understand it until we came here.
These are the rules you have to follow.
Don't go into the dark
Don't go alone.
Survive.
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