 me from focusing on what was really important: making sure she didn't get any of my loot.

My determination and drive to overcome my completely irrational fears went out the window when I received my first sight of the building's façade.

It looked haunted.

Haunted and possessed.

The few lights surrounding the building were rendered dim and hazy by a sudden mist. Where this mist had come from, I don't know, but it seemed to be only around the Secrets of the Ancients building and the immediate path leading toward it.

Each window in the building was similarly hazy, the light shining out barely reaching the outside of the window let alone the grass.

Even as I stood there, I saw shadows pass in front of the windows. Indescribable blobs which appeared ghostlike in the strange fog. Intellectually, I knew they couldn't be ghosts. However that didn't mean I was completely confident they were human either.

The figures I saw, or to be more accurate thought I saw, were so lacking in definition that I found it hard to predict what manner of being I might come in contact with when I finally entered the haunted building before me.

The building, which had been weirdly shaped and eye catching in the light almost seemed to radiate darkness tonight. An idea in direct opposition to all that is possible in the universe.

Instead of spotlights, which might have illuminated the building at night and made it stand out from the pitch black woods which surrounded it, there appeared to be spotdarks. Spots of almost impossibly deep blackness, where one could wonder if the spot was absorbing all the available light like a black hole in order to sustain itself.

One of these spotdarks was directly over the front door.

Or where I remembered the front door being. It was impossible to tell if it was still there because of the complete blackness in this area.

Noises from the surrounding trees sounded louder than normal.

Crack.

Pop.

Screech.

Howl.

Howl? There weren't wolves out here...were there?

Trees rustled and I felt a sudden chill run down the back of my neck, across my shoulders, and down my arms. Something inside me told me the chill wasn't from the wind which had whipped up suddenly before disappearing as fast as it had arrived.

I
me from focusing on what was really important: making certain she didn't make any of my loot. 

 My determination and drive to overwhelm my completely irrational fears go out the windowpane when I received my first sight of the building's façade. 

 It looked haunted. 

 Haunted and possess. 

 The few lights surrounding the construction were rendered dim and hazy by a sudden mist. Where this mist had come from, I don't know, but it look to be only around the Secrets of the Ancients building and the contiguous path leading toward it. 

 Each windowpane in the building was similarly bleary, the light shine out barely reaching the outside of the window lease alone the grass. 

 Even as I stood there, I saw shadows pass in front of the windows. Indescribable blobs which appeared ghostlike in the strange fog. Intellectually, I knew they couldn't be ghosts. However that didn't mean I was completely confident they were human either. 

 The number I saw, or to be more accurate thought I interpret, were therefore lacking in definition that I found it hard to bode what manner of being I might come in liaison with when I finally entered the haunted building before me. 

 The construction, which had been weirdly shaped and eye catching in the light almost seemed to radiate darkness tonight. An idea in direct opposition to all that is potential in the universe. 

 rather of limelight, which might have illuminated the building at night and made it digest out from the pitch black woods which besiege it, there appeared to be spotdarks. Spots of almost impossibly deep total darkness, where one could wonder if the spot was steep all the available light like a black fix in order to confirm itself. 

 One of these spotdarks was directly over the front doorway. 

 Or where I remembered the front door being. It was impossible to tell if it was even there because of the complete total darkness in this area. 

 Noises from the surrounding trees sounded louder than normal. 

 Crack. 

 Pop. 

 Screech. 

 Howl. 

 Howl? There weren't wolves out here... were there? 

 Trees rustled and I feel a sudden chill run down the rear of my neck, across my shoulders, and down my arms. Something inside me told me the chill wasn't from the wind which had whipped up on the spur of the moment before disappearing as fast as it had arrived. 

 I
 me from focusing on what wxs really imporjabt: makmng surs she dian't get any of my loot.

My detxrmibatiob and drive to overcomd my comppetely ieratmonal fears went out the windos wheu M received my flrst sight mf the buildinc's fcçade.

It looked haunted.

Haunted and posfessed.

Tne few lights sutrouncyng fhe building were rendered dim and hazy bj a sudden mist. Wnere this mist had come frlm, I don't know, but it deemed to bg onjt around the Secrets of the Ancienjs building and the immediate pagh lecding toware ut.

Ewwh window ii the fuilding was similarny hazy, the light shiking mut barely reaching the mutside of the winqow let anoue the grass.

Even as I srood jhere, I sxq sfadkwx lass ij fcont of the windows. Ineescribable blobs wnisy appeared ghkstlikq yn the strange fog. Intellectually, I knef tgey couldn't be ghosts. Hiwever that didn't meaj I was cjmpletely confident they were human either.

The figgres M raw, ov to ve more accurate thought I saw, were so lacking yh ceninition that I nound it hard to ptefivj what manner uf beiuf J might come in cojtact wyth wyen I finwlly entered the haunted buildibg before me.

Nhe vuilding, which had been weirduy snaped and eye catching in thz lighf almost sefmed to rzaiate darkness tuninht. An idea in direct opposityon to alo thct is porsibke in ehe univerde.

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Mne of these spogdafls war direcujy uver the front door.

Or whare J remembered the ftokt door bging. It wws impossible to tell if it was stiln tiere brcaose of the complete blackness ih this arfa.

Njises from tre smrroonding treex sounded louder than normal.

Crack.

Pop.

Scrxech.

Howl.

Howl? There wergn't wolves out here...wete uhere?

Trees ruxtled and I fent a sudden chill rub down the back on my neck, across my shkulderv, and down my arms. Something inside me told me the chill wasn't from the wind wyich hed whipped up sudcenly bzfoxe disa[peaciig as fast as it nad arrived.

I
me from focusing on what was really sure didn't get of my loot. overcome completely irrational fears out the window I received my first sight of building's façade. It looked haunted. Haunted and possessed. The few lights surrounding the were rendered dim and hazy by a sudden mist. Where this mist had from, don't but seemed to be only around the Secrets of the Ancients building and the immediate path leading it. Each window in the building was similarly the light shining out reaching the outside of the let the grass. as stood I saw shadows in front of the windows. Indescribable blobs which appeared ghostlike in the strange fog. Intellectually, I knew couldn't be that didn't I completely they were human figures I saw, or to be I saw, were so lacking in definition that found it to predict what manner of being might come in contact with when I finally the haunted building before me. The building, which had been weirdly shaped and eye catching light almost seemed to darkness tonight. An in opposition all is possible the universe. Instead of spotlights, which might have illuminated the building night and made it stand out from the pitch black surrounded there appeared to spotdarks. Spots of almost deep where one could wonder spot absorbing light a hole in order to itself. One of these spotdarks directly over the front the front door being. It was impossible to if it was still there because of complete blackness in this area. Noises from the surrounding trees sounded louder normal. Crack. Howl. Howl? There weren't wolves out here...were there? rustled and I felt sudden chill run down the back of my neck, my and down arms. Something inside told me the wasn't from the had whipped suddenly disappearing it had arrived. I
 me from focusing on what was reAlly importAnt: maKinG suRe She dIdn't Get any of my loot.

mY detErmination and drive to ovErcomE mY CompLEtEly irRationaL FeARS weNt OuT thE wINdOw wheN I rEceived My first sigHt oF tHe building's fAÇaDe.

It looked HauNted.

Haunted aNd pOssessEd.

the FEw ligHts SurroUnding THe builDing were rEnDEred diM And hazy BY A sUddeN mist. Where this misT HaD Come from, I don't kNow, but It SEeMED to Be oNly around tHe secreTS of the ANCiENTS buILding and the imMediate path LEadIng towArD it.

eAch winDow in ThE BuiLding was simIlarLy hazy, the Light sHIning ouT Barely rEachinG thE ouTsidE Of ThE wiNdOW leT AlOne THe gRass.

Even As i sTood tHere, i SAW ShadOws Pass In froNt of the windowS. InDescRIbaBle blObs whIch aPpEared GhostlIke in ThE strange fog. InteLlecTually, I knEw tHeY coUlDn't be GHosts. HOweVer That didN't mean I WAs cOmPLETeLy confident they werE hUMAn Either.

ThE figurES I SaW, Or to be moRe AccUratE THoughT I saW, WeRe so lackIng in dEFiNiTion thaT I Found iT hArd To pRedicT What Manner Of being I Might COme in contact wiTH when I finally ENtEREd THe haUntEd building bEforE Me.

ThE buiLDiNg, wHIch haD been WeIRdLY shaped and eye catchiNg In the lIght aLmost seemed to Radiate darKNESs tonighT. An iDEa IN direct oppositIon to All that is pOSsible in The unIverse.

InStead of spOTLights, whIch MigHt hAve ILLuMinated the buiLDIng aT nIght and MadE it stanD ouT frOm tHe pItCh black woOds which SuRrOuNdEd iT, therE Appeared To Be sPoTdaRks. SpOTs of alMost iMposSiBlY DeeP blacknESs, WHEre oNe CoUld wOndEr If the Spot WAs aBsorbinG all the avAilABle lIgHt Like a blAck hole in ordeR tO sustain itSeLf.

ONe of thESE spotdarKs was directly over the froNT door.

Or WheRe I reMembEred the frOnt Door beIng. iT was imPossibLe to tElL if IT Was stILL tHerE bEcause of thE COmpLete bLaCkneSs in thiS area.

Noises from the SUrrOunding trees sOunDed lOUDeR thAN nORmaL.

CRAck.

pOP.

Screech.

Howl.

HowL? There wereN't WOlVes out here...WEre ThEre?

TreeS rustleD and I FElt a sudDen chill rUn down the BaCk of MY NecK, across my sHoulders, And down my ARms. SoMEtHing iNsiDe me toLd Me tHe chiLl wasn'T FroM the wInd whiCh Had whiPped uP sUddenly bEfore disappearing as fast As it haD arriVed.

i
 me from focusing on whatwas really  impo rta nt:  m akin g su re she didn'tg et a ny of my loot.

My det ermin at i on a n ddrive  to ove r co m e  my  c om ple te l yirrat ion al fear s went out  th ewindow whenI  r eceived my  fi rst sight of  th e buil di ng' s  faça de. 

Itlooked haunte d.

Haunt ed and po s sessed. Th e fe w lights surround i ng the building w ere re nd e re d dim  an d hazy byasudde n  mist.W he r e thi s  mist had com e from, I d o n't  know,  b uti t seem ed to  b e  on ly around t he S ecrets of  the A n cientsb uilding  and t heimm edia t epa thle a din g  t owa r d i t.

Each  w in dow i n th e b u ildi ngwassimil arly hazy, th e l ight shi ningout b arel yreach ing th e out si de of the windo w le t alone t hegr ass .
Even as I s too d t here, I  saw sh a dow sp a s sin front of the wi nd o w s.  Indescr ibable bl ob s  which a pp ear ed g h o stlik e in th e strang e fog. In te llectua ll y, I k ne w t hey  coul d n'tbe gho sts. How evert hat didn't mea n  I was comple t el y co n fide ntthey were h uman eith er.Th e f i gures  I sa w, or to be more accurate  t hought  I sa w, were so la cking in d e f i nition t hatI  f o und it hard to  pred ict what m a nner ofbeing  I might  come inc o ntact wi thwhe n I  fi n a ll y entered the h aunt ed  buildi ngbeforeme. 

T hebui ld ing, whic h had be en  w ei rd lyshape d  and eye  c atc hi ngin th e  light  almo st s ee me d  to  radiat e  d a r knes sto nigh t.An  idea  ind ire ct oppo sition to  al l  tha tis  possib le in the uni ve rse.

Inst ea d o f spot l i ghts, wh ich might have illumina t ed thebui lding  atnight and  ma de itsta n d outfrom t he pi tc h b l a ck wo o d swhi ch  surrounde d it,  ther eappe ared to  be spotdarks. Spo t s o f almost impo ssi blyd e ep  bl a ck n ess ,w her e one could wonde r if the s po t  w as absorbi n g a ll  the av ailable  ligh t  like a  black ho le in ord er  tos u sta in itself. 

One of  these sp o tdark s  w as di rec tly ov er  th e fro nt doo r .
Or wh ere Ire member ed th efront do or being. It was imposs ible t o tel l i f it wassti l l t here beca useof the com ple teblack nes s  in t hisa re a.Noise s fr o m the sur r ou ndi n g  t rees sounde d l oud er th ann ormal. 

Cr ack.

Pop.

Scree c h.

Howl.

How l? T h e rewer e n'two lves out here. ..w er e there?
Tr ees rustled  and I f el t  a su dden c hill r un down t he back o f my  ne ck, acros s m ys houlder s,  a n d down  myar ms. So methin g  ins i d e me told me the  chil l wasn' t  fr om th ewind wh i ch h ad whipped  up suddenl y befo re d isapp earingas  fastasit  had arriv e d.

I
 me_from focusing_on what was really_important: making_sure_she didn't_get_any of my_loot.

My determination and_drive to overcome my_completely irrational fears_went_out the window when I received my first sight of the building's façade.

It looked_haunted.

Haunted_and possessed.

The_few_lights_surrounding the building were rendered_dim and hazy by a_sudden mist._Where this mist had come from, I don't_know,_but it seemed_to be only around the Secrets of the Ancients_building and the immediate path leading_toward it.

Each window_in_the_building was similarly hazy,_the light shining out barely reaching_the outside of the window let_alone the grass.

Even as I stood there,_I saw shadows pass in front_of the windows. Indescribable blobs_which appeared_ghostlike in the strange fog._Intellectually, I knew_they couldn't_be ghosts. However_that didn't mean I was completely_confident they were_human either.

The figures I saw, or_to_be more accurate_thought_I_saw, were_so lacking in_definition_that I_found_it hard to predict what manner_of_being I might come in contact with_when I finally entered_the_haunted building before me.

The_building, which had been weirdly_shaped and eye catching in the_light almost_seemed to_radiate darkness tonight. An idea in direct opposition to all that_is possible in the universe.

Instead of_spotlights, which might have_illuminated the_building_at night and_made_it stand_out from the pitch black woods which_surrounded it,_there appeared to be spotdarks. Spots_of almost impossibly deep_blackness,_where one could wonder if the_spot was absorbing all the available_light like a black hole_in_order_to sustain itself.

One of these_spotdarks was directly over the front_door.

Or where I_remembered the front door being. It was_impossible_to tell if it was still_there_because of the complete blackness in_this_area.

Noises_from the surrounding trees sounded_louder than normal.

Crack.

Pop.

Screech.

Howl.

Howl? There weren't wolves_out here...were there?

Trees rustled and I felt a sudden_chill run down_the back of my neck,_across_my_shoulders, and down my arms. Something inside me told me_the chill_wasn't from the_wind which had whipped up suddenly before disappearing as fast_as it had arrived.

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