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 where the wind howled like a wolf, it had snowed but this was worse than anything I had ever seen. It covered roads, cars, bushes, small trees. It was too cold to be walking around. It was somehow still snowing I could barley see where I was going. My shoes were filled with snow and water. As I was walking, I was leaving a trail of foot prints behind me. I could hear the trudging of my feet in the snow. The snow felt like it trying to attack me. Whilst I was out, I encountered an abandoned warehouse but … There was something more weird about it there were footsteps leading to the abandoned warehouse (which by the way looked haunted). Slowly, I approached the warehouse to find out what was there. It felt like ten years trying to build up the courage to walk over to it but I made it somehow. I carefully pushed the doors open.
Inside the warehouse, there were boxes piled on one another. They were stacked so high that it looked like it went to the sky. Years of dust was sitting on the walls and even the roof. The windows were impossible to see out of because of not only the amount of snow piled up against it but also it had about seven years of soot and dust sitting on it. I could smell old rancid boxes. What made the smell even worse was the fact that they were wet. But I wondered how they got wet in the first place because the doors looked like they hadn't been opened for years. Not much about this warehouse was normal but nothing looked off.