There was no light inside. Oliver had his father’s Zippo lighter in his bag. He took it and sparked the flame. The room was so big that it seemed like a ballroom. The furniture had been touched only by the dust and years. As Oliver couldn’t see the whole
view of the room, he started walking around an elderly lady dressed in an old- fashion brown dress. Oliver walked past an oil painting not paying much attention to it. Suddenly, he heard a strange sound and turned back. The canvas of the portrait fell on the floor and an antique mirror appeared in the gilt-frames instead of a picture. That mirror reflected all the room,
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