I'm going to return to the house tomorrow morning.
There's got to be something there. I don't know why I want to find whatever it is so much; I just do. Maybe it's to stick it to whoever it was who clearly didn't want me there.
Maybe this is idiotic. It probably is. I don't care.
I have to find out what that house contains, whether or not it is merely nothing.
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