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Deep within the forest far away from civilization, sits an old house. The pale green paint chipping and the rotting wood underneath showing. The weeds and shrubs have invaded the yard and have started to take siege on the house itself. The windows are stained and a sign that reads "Welcome to the Greenhouse" is hanging on the mailbox. The letters are worn and almost illegible. The chains holding the sign up are rusted and are hangin on by a thread. There is a single light shining thought the window. It stands out amongst it's dreary surroundings. The air is stake and the smell of smoke from the house's chimney overloads your senses.
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Deep within the forest far away from civilization, sits an old house. The pale green paint chipping and the rotting wood underneath showing. The weeds and shrubs have invaded the yard and have started to take siege on the house itself. The windows are stained and a sign that reads "Welcome to the Greenhouse" is hanging on the mailbox. The letters are worn and almost illegible. The chains holding the sign up are rusted and are hangin on by a thread. There is a single light shining thought the window. It stands out amongst it's dreary surroundings. The air is stake and the smell of smoke from the house's chimney overloads your senses.
