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i always grew up with my big brother and my mom. we were the happiest family.
brother was always happy. mom used to call us "their little lights".
but one day… we lost him. mom went into dep… depression. i think that's how it's called.
the bedroom of brother was empty… although full of games and stuff.
one day, i found this little device into one of his drawers. an old, eye-shaped weird camera.
among some older photographs of me, there were some other, disturbing ones…
i knew my brother liked a thing named "urbex". maybe that's urbex so.
hey, I know that house… always creeped us kids out…
wait… what's that??? isn't that a black and white camera?!
so I decided to go give it a check… after all, what could be worse? I could hear bumps into my chest.
as I approached from the house, I got a bad feeling… but somewhere inside me, I felt life again.
the interior of the house was just pure mess. my brother really got weird hobbies.
(…so was his bedroom, after all…)
what's over there?
I'm not in the mood at the moment… brother used to joke a lot, with his toilet humour.
old stuff… there was definitively some life here before…
the upstairs… scary.
I began to feel uneasy…
a ceiling? what did bro' came to do in that awful pl
whoa!!!
no ******* way, I get out now!!!!
what the…! I'll never be able to leave this house!!!
[hey you, wait! please don't leave, we beg you to save us...]
…wait... what the heck was that thing? gosh I was so scared!
(try to think, girl, maybe you're still dreaming. ate too much Halloween treats or whatever.)
again?!?!!!!
[find the key… the key they used to curse us… the young man hid it...]
…did I passed out? how did I get here? that door is too bright for such a rotten place.
well, I guess I just have to backtrack and find some clues…
yeah, the door's finally open! with these things still around, I should not be relaxed...
i feel like I'm being observed… is that a riddle ? come on, check your memories…
yay, "eye for eye"! looks like I've unlocked a hidden passage on the wall…
some old photos on the hallway. these ones are not pixelated, but almost washed out…
what a lovely family on this one… could them be…?
let's keep searching. mom must be worried right now… I can't do that to her, not a second time…
I guess there had been love in that place, too…
[you are right, little girl… the hate came from outside this beloved place. now, we only wander …]
but… what can I do?
[please find the cursed book… the one that we should not have open nor read…]
another place, another room…
one way to a basement…
who keep such a vault under his house?
that path sure looks ancient...
an altar. got a bad feeling about this. there's an old, dirty book on it.
[this is the one. our dad used to be an archaeologist, just like your brother. but one fateful day…]
[some obscure organisation mandated him to study an old book, artefact of a singular civilization]
[that book led our father into darkness, then while trying to save us, your brother vanished.]
[now run little girl, run out this cursed house, and may this book helps you decifer the fate of your brother!]
then I only remember rushing out of this house, running for my life, for I aimed to the moonlight.
as I was waving goodbye one last time to these souls, I began to feel the warm sunrise on my skin.
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