After a difficult and hard day at work, John returned to his small, rusty house, which was located on the outskirts of the remote village where he lived. The night was lonely, cold, and dark, and rain was falling heavily on the window of his room and his rusty house. He entered the house and gently closed the door behind him, but noticed something strange as soon as he entered.
There was a strange weather that permeated the house with the smell of mold and dampness. He began to wonder if there was a water leak or if there was something else abnormal going on. He found himself hearing strange noises coming from upstairs. These sounds were as if they were coming from another world, sounds of screaming and cacophony.
He carefully walked towards the stairs and began to climb upstairs. Every step increased his feeling of anxiety and terror. When he reached the top, there was a closed door. He opened it carefully and summoned all his courage, but there was a feeling of fear within him as he entered the room.
Inside the room, he found himself facing a horrific sight. The room was full of dolls, they were scary, old, torn and broken. There were larger dolls with distorted facial orientations and missing limbs. Her eyes sparkled in the darkness as if she was watching him.
The screaming sounds increased and increased in intensity, and the dolls began to move slowly towards him. It piled up around him frighteningly and began to look at him with empty, terrified eyes. He tried to escape from the room but the door was locked.
At this time, the dolls began to make frightening, distorted sounds. She was saying strange and terrifying things about John and his life. He began to feel madness creeping inside him, as he watched these terrifying creatures approaching him.
Suddenly, the window next to him shattered, and a strong wind came in, carrying leaves and dust with it. In an instant, the dolls and screams disappeared. The room was empty again, as if what had happened had been nothing more than a bad dream.
John curled up on the ground, contemplating what had happened. Were all these visions just hallucinations? Was it part of his extreme fatigue and stress of life? He quickly went to sleep that night and caught himself, but he did not forget what he had seen. He did not know if he would ever again witness that horror in his little house
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