Go down the twisted path
Covered in fallen leaved
A house awaits you there
As well as ghosts and witches it seems
Haunted the old house maybe
Shattered widows
Boarded up door
No one lives there anymore
Or do they
There has been talks of hearing screams
A blood curdling sound
There has been talks of rattling chains
Heard late at night
Some claim to have heard bone chilling howls
The hound of hell the claim of escaped above ground
The tails run long
The stories are many
Of the old house in the woods
Down the twisted path
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