Outside, the wind whipped the snow across the roads. Already you could barely see anything. It was too cold to be out. The snowstorm blindfolded the town, muffling the world in white silence.
Inside the warehouse, it was quite dark. Years of dust had covered the windows with a thin layer and only a faint light filtered through. Each footstep echoed, leaving behind a trail of footprints through the dust. Boxes of different sizes were piled high, like strange towers. Cobwebs hung between the boxes like lace nets. An abandoned ladder lay at an awkward angle across what looked like an old television set. Its wires spilled out. Max stood still for a moment and let his breathing settle.
It was then that he heard it. The faintest of sounds – a floorboard creaked. Then, another. He stood quite still, his senses alert, straining to listen. For a long while it was quite quiet – only the distant murmurings of the wind drifting snow. Then somebody coughed …
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Outside, the snow covered the ground like cotton candy. The wind cried in anguish and blew fiercely. It was too cold to go out. The snow came down like massive ice blocks. The snow covered the trees like a spiders web. Already you could barely see a thing. The only sound I could hear was the wind, it howled like a wolf. It was magical. The snow trickled down the back of my neck. I shivered.
Inside the warehouse, it was dark and gloomy. Boxes piled in the room like towers, Max was curious. Dust covered the warehouse like a blanket, shadows consumed the abandoned warehouse. Cobwebs hung like lace nets, .... eerie silence filled the room. It was as dark as night time, Max was terrified.
CREAK, Max's heart dropped. He heard a noise somewhere, he hoped he was dreaming. His breath quickened, thoughts flooded through his mind. Was someone there? Was someone watching him?He was petrified. Shivers ran down his spine, he was overthinking. Or was he?