TitleIt was dark outside and I was alone. I had been out for my regular late night walk when I came across a broken down old shack which I'd never seen before in the many times I've passed this place. From what could be seen in the distance, it had no windows but only just spotted a door camouflaged by its desert setting on the face of the building. The surrounding grounds below, as I could see were littered with great bushes and cacti in this cold, windy desert night. The rough sands picked up with each gust of wind that came by as the few far off trees rustled. Looking at the newfound grayish shack, I saw such sharpness to its shape and wanted t
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