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One misty Halloween night while I slept this weird dream came upon me. I dreamt that I was in a dark wood. There was a full moon and I was getting chased by a pack of wolves. They were no ordinary wolves. I ran and ran 'till I saw a big house. From a distance it looked like a castle. I ran up the front door and banged on it. But no one answered. So I turned the handle of the creaky door. As I opened it I was breathless and scared. By this time the wolves had turned into werewolves and were outside howling and scratching, mad to get at me. In the house I thought that I would be safe at last and could relax for a bit. I felt for the light switch but there was no power in the dark house. So I began to search and found the kitchen. It had a cupboard and I opened a drawer and found three black candles so I light one. "Hello, anyone there?" I shouted, but there was no reply.
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