quote:My friend's room was the coolest in the house. It used to be a hayloft and was huge with a high ceiling and beams. Outside the door to it was a corridor which used to be the kitchenette to one of the apartments, it was now just a bit of a junk room. This corridor always scared me a little, I felt very unsettled around it and I can't even begin to explain it. It's more like a feeling of intense and irrational dread. The feeling was strongest in this corridor but also existed all over the house, especially upstairs.
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