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Inside the gloomy house, a pungent smell of mold permeated the air. The cold wind slapped against the shabby window sashes, causing them to emit hoarse creaking sounds, one after another, as if someone was using a saw to grind bones.

It was also like a low, mournful howl of an evil ghost, extremely horrifying.

The corner of the roof was filled with cobwebs, the dust was very thick