thought I even heard a faint breeze.
Maybe it was just the wind.
Or my imagination.
But in that moment, even the silence in the garden felt somehow strange.
A look inside
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My brother tried shining a flashlight into it. The small red part reflected the light faintly, but nothing else could be seen.
Too dark.
Too tight.
And for some reason, no one really felt like sticking their fingers into it.
The theories grew increasingly wild.
Soon, all sorts of different emerged:
An old, forgotten system?
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