Ghost of the Past previeuw

Màu nền
Font chữ
Font size
Chiều cao dòng


The man entered the house. The door seemed to be forced open by someone who was here before him. This way he could enter the house easily.

The room was dusty and dark. Also cold. It was clearly that nobody lived here anymore.

Where?

With his foot he suddenly slipped out into a hole in the floor. A table was put on it for the biggest part, but it was still visible.

He went down the ladder right into a secret room.

Found it.

He pushed the button to let the message start to play.

"The damn thing is on?"

He couldn't suppress a satisfied smile.

...


______________________________

yeah I just had to do this, have to give you something

~starloverrebel

Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen2U.Pro