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Finally, he had reached his destination a small wooden cabin in the middle of the forest he felt a strong sense of nostalgia while looking at it. He knocked on the door, but no one answered, by looking at the window, he could see some light coming from inside, but he couldn’t see anything else because the curtains were closed. He tried opening the door and to his surprise it was open, his mother always locked the door, because she didn’t want strangers to come into the house. He slowly opened the door and saw the dim room with a tiny old fashioned TV in the corner. His mother was sitting right in front of the TV watching it but there was only static. Jacked walked up to Ann and put his hand on her shoulder saying, “Mom?” as she turned her head in his direction he was mortified, her eyes were pure white…

Jack was shocked at the sight in front of him. His own mother was looking at him without any emotion in her eyes. Jack could only imagine what had happened to her.

“Who could have been behind all this…?“ Jack said in