Jack's dreadful adventure

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Jack's Dreadful Adventure

I was driving for about three hours when I realised I had taken the wrong turning and was hopelessly lost. I pulled over to the side and found my phone in order to phone for help. Surprisingly, the battery had run out and I began to feel a sense of panic as it was rapidly becoming darker. In the distance, I saw the outline of a house and I thought that I could detect smoke coming out of the chimney. I decided that I had no option but to make my way to the house and ask for directions and for the use of the telephone as my family would be getting worried.

The house was completely isolated and as I pulled up outside, my car engine abruptly cut out. I sat and pondered what to do. I noticed the lack of light made the house seem somewhat ghostly and pitch black. It also seemed to be illuminated around its edges, giving it an eerie and unnatural glow. However, I had no choice but to approach the house.

Trembling, I swung open the car door and stepped out. Surprisingly, the ground was muddy and wet, but I could not recall any rain during my journey. I carried on, with my shoes squelching, leaving a trial of mud behind me. As I approached the house, I saw an object thorough the window it was a fierce looking lion's head. The lion's head seemed to glisten and gleam in the front porch light. The light danced off the head bringing it to life, which momentarily unnerved me. But nevertheless, I moved closer and realised that it was only the door knocker. I took a deep breath and knocked.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the door opened, and on the other side stood an old tired man in what seemed to be a butler's uniform. However, the old man did not look like a regular butler as he was quite plump and seemed to waddle instead of walk. He gestured for me to come in and to follow him. He waddled into the living room where a young man sat, smoking a pipe. He looked up at me, and startled me by his left glass eye, which seemed to be constantly staring at me.
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"Ah, hello my friend. What brings you here on this night of the full moon?" the young man asked with the glass eye still staring intently. "Oh, and please do keep your voice down. My son is already asleep upstairs."

"I'm sorry to disturb you at this time of night, but I am lost and my car has broken down. I was wondering if it would be possible to use your telephone; that is if it's not too much trouble."

"I'm afraid to say that the storm earlier on has cut all the telephone lines in ...

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