No one lived in the house at the top of the hill. At least that´s what the people in the town told me when I arrived. The town was small, and the people seemed happy. At least they seemed happy to meet me. Everyone wanted to tell me something about the house. The ladies in the shops, the old men playing chess in the square, even the little children mentioned the house. But nobody said anything about the people who used to live there.
I was very curious, so one day I set out on foot to discover something about the mystery in this house. The path up the hill was very steep and lined with pine trees. I couldn´t be sure, but it seemed like animals from the forest were watching me as I walked along. As I came to the top of the hill, the sun went behind a cloud and strange birds called out. When I saw the house with my own eyes for the first time, I felt...
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