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George was just running. He was scared. He was alone. He didn't know what to do.

George wanted to keep looking back and making sure he was okay. He destined for a place to be safe. A place he could call home.

After running a while, he grew tired. He was dodging the trees that encased him and slowly started stumbling up a large mountain.

The place looked like a scene of a movie but it looked abandoned. It was a nice-looking Castle. George walked through the front gate and marvelled at the beautiful sight ahead of him.

He walked through the front yard. This once heavenly garden was abandoned and dead. It looked like it once stood proud and elegant.

Once George was inside, he developed a love for the way the halls were still beautifully decorated. It seemed to George that he was not alone but didn't want to linger on the thought. It only panick him more.

After about an hour, he stumbled upon an old bedroom. George marveled at the extraordinary workmanship all around. He laid on the surprisingly comfy bed and within minutes, he fell fast asleep with the lulling sound of crickets chirping.

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George woke up to the sun shining through the gaps in the blinds. The birds tweeted happily. He felt a bad pain in my stomach but he only knew it was going to get worse.

Exploring the castle seemed like the next logical option. This place was massive. George marvelled at the beauty and stumbled upon an old kitchen. Without any source of food, he decided to eat the old canned food he found in a cupboard. It may have been expired but he didn't care. Food is food and it was all he has at the moment.

Wandering back down the long corridors, George got really tired so he found a sofa to fall asleep on. Little did he know there was a pair of beady green eyes staring straight at him.