"Third Brother, are you sure this is the place? It doesn't look like anyone's been here at all!" Zhang Chulan asked in disbelief.
Before them stood a three-story building enclosed by a rusted iron fence. The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, alongside a crooked tree whose age and cause of death were unknown.
A flock of unidentified black birds perched in the dead tree, letting out bizarre, rattling caw-caws that made the already eerie and dilapidated building feel even more sinister.
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