Gin the Alley. The home of one of the most eminent figures of the New Testament, who unfortunately died recently. He had a company there called Gun Alley Gold Mining. It was very successful until his death! His wife claimed she felt his presence in the business, but I didn't believe her at all. So I decided to investigate.
Down an venerable dirt road to an venerable rickety house, something out of a horror movie. Outside the house there was a gold panning tub, water, a rack of axes and saws, everything and a few lemon trees. I opened the door, hearing a thunderous, crawling sound that echoed throughout the house. His wife came over, greeted me and said, “I'm going to the stores to get some groceries and I bet I'll see you running in… Well, five minutes!” I laughed, went inside and sat down to watch TV. A few minutes passed and I heard my stomach growl, so I decided to get something to eat from the kitchen. I walked around the wall and it was dim, not pitch black, just dim. The only featherlight came from the windows.
I went to the fridge for a loaf of bread and felt someone stroking my back, I got up and hit my head against the fridge to turn around and not see anyone. “Hello…” I called out, “There's someone here.” No one responded, so I continued my search for the perfect lunch I wanted. When I was done with the kitchen, I returned to the living room to find that everything had been rearranged! The seats weren't where they were before and the TV was set to a different channel. I started to get nervous, so I sat down and watched TV. I heard footsteps, thunderous footsteps coming here. I shot up and discovered that I had landed on my head because the chair I was sitting in was floating in the air.
At this point I was ready to run away as all the doors closed automatically. I reached for the windows but they were closed, but I didn't take the chance. I broke one window and came out with huge scratches all over my side. A journey I will never forget…
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