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I walked slowly down the stairway, a faint light illuminated the basement and I was able to
make my way down the stairway carefully. As I reached the bottom I noticed the floor was still dirt and the wall were
made of old sandstone block that seemed to have weather and crack over the years. two steel polls aligned the center of the
basement for support and to the left I noticed the dirt was disturbed. as I made my way closer I could see what resembled
an a gravesite. It didn't seem to be old. It was six foot long and approximately four foot wide. Chills filled my body
as I stood there gazing at the gravesite wondering just who or what was buried there. I felt faint all of a sudden and fell
to the floor next to the grave. The old man that had appeared so many times during my journey appeared once more exclaiming,
that's what happens when you don't listen, I warned you to leave but you ignored my warnings and proceeded on throughout the
house and ended up somewhere where you shouldn't have been. Even though I was unconscience I could still hear his voice and
what he had said. I gradually came to and looked over to see he was gone once again, i stood up and made my way back to the
stairway, ran quickly up the steps and out the door in the kitchen that lead to the outside of the house.
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