CHAPTER FORTY

I assessed the house Carl had just brought us into. We stood outside as we entered the gate. Looking closely, I realized it looked just like my mansion at home. Except that this one looked old. Like the opposite of my house. Even the walls were broken in some areas. Making me think it has been long ever since someone attended to it.

I looked down, and the pavements were still there. But like everything else, they looked dirty, and blood stains I spotted. Looking at the fountain, it was also there. But the one at home has some man standing as water came out on top of his head. This one there was no water, and the man was starting to be covered in grass.

The all place was my mansion, just the opposite of it. Was that why Carl called it home? Was this where my parents took him from? Why did it look the opposite of my mansion? And my ancestors built that mansion, did they get inspiration from this house? Which means they have been here. All my family members might have visited the place.

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