Imagine you are alone in an abandoned house. Just imagine it, don't ask me how did you end up there -.- you realized that all your clothes are dirty as h*ll and you are starving. Somehow time feels so slow there, it's so dark. You feel the breeze of the wind but it doesn't seem to have any window near where you stand now. Strange as it may sound. You didn't find anything there but a big, empty, dark room in front of your very eye. The wind suddenly started to feel cold and colder each second, there was no other choice but to pass through that only door. There is a quote which I forgot who and where did I read that saying, nothing is certain except the uncertainty itself. A dark room is something that most of us are afraid of. It's because our perception that we dislike uncertainty . From the day we were born, we have been taught that there are ghosts living with us, crimes that cannot be seen using our not-so-used-to-crime-investigation eye,...
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