The Abandoned Asylum by Emily

Jade cautiously entered the abandoned asylum, trembling like the last leaf on a tree.She tiptoed up the creaky staircase, along the corridors , which she noticed were thick with blood a sighn  above a closed door read TORTURE ROOM in one far left corner, sat an electrical chair, it’s metal sparkling in the moonlight,  she heard footsteps behind her, Jade turned but saw nothing. In the next room, there was a lonely table with neatly folded striped pijamas. She heard nails craping against the rusty window frame. “ THATS MINE” said a voice…

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