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Finding this place

Every mile I put between myself and that car felt like a little bit of weight lifting off my shoulders.” Charles’s voice grew quieter. “Eventually, I ended up here. This old farmhouse was empty for some strange reason, forgotten, just like me. It seemed like the perfect place to disappear.” Charles gestured around the room. “I’ve lived here ever since. And nobody has come in to claim it. It’s quiet, isolated.”
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