“I’ve been here before.”
“Are you crazy? You have not travelled alone, and we’ve got you here for the first time,” hissed the mother to her teenage daughter.
“There is a brown trunk in the last room. There are gold coins and jewels in that.”
We walked ahead to check. There was a trunk, but it was empty. The caretaker spoke like a tourist guide,
“The heavy padlock was broken open a couple of years ago. The sight was horrifying. I wonder how scorpions and snakes got in there, some of them dead.”
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