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"I'm possessed by this house, I will never leave."

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And after this wake-up call,

His mother left the room.

But when he tried to overcome the walls began to move,

creaked, trembled and stood atop horrible madness.

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And heard his wife call him from the other side.

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Every second that passes is the one we enjoy, no matter the next until we got there. So keep enjoying every second. Even the latter, the only thing we can do. It's what you taught me.