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Albarka.
Student, writer. @ Federal University Oye-Ekiti
Student, writer. @ Federal University Oye-Ekiti
Inside The Hollow House.
<h4 style="text-align: justify;"><strong>As I stepped into the old mansion, a sharp chill ran down my spine. The creaking floorboards beneath my feet seemed to whisper my name, urging me to turn back. I lunged for the exit, but the heavy oak door slammed shut with a deafening thud, locking me in.</strong></h4><h4 style="text-align: justify; "><strong>Suddenly, the lights vanished, plunging the hall into absolute blackness. Out of the shadows emerged the shimmering, ethereal figure of the house's former owner, her eyes blazing with a malevolent glow. I opened my mouth to scream, but the terror froze the sound in my throat; and then, the darkness consumed me whole.</strong></h4><p><strong><br/></strong></p>
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