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Oakson Alley

Jason observed her countenance but uttered no word. He turned to his phone, acting all engrossed with it.

Stacy got in and sat down with dimmed eyes and a saddened look. "Could you please take me home? I'll like to verify something" Jason watched her with an expressionless face and asked "where?

"Home" she mumbled. Oakson Alley" Jason turned to his steering wheel and moved away from the area.

Oakson Alley appeared lonely and the chirping of birds could be heard. A tall tree stood above a bungalow with its branches dancing to the breeze. The breeze made sizzling sounds as the leaves rustled. Stacy stepped out of the car and ran towards the bungalow. She got to the house and knelt on the stairs, in front of it. The place was mercilessly wrecked, the door was knocked out and the windows were broken. The roof had conspicuous holes. She managed to lift herself from the stairs and rushed into the house. The appliances were broken and scattered all over the living room. She was bewildered b
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