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I carefully replaced my dental records with those of a deceased person. Each night, I filed my teeth to match the exact patterns. I maintained strict documentation of every modification, ensuring no trace of my original dental structure remained. The transformation was meticulous, yet one small cavity could expose everything.

This is day ten of my journey toward the house. I gained two hundred followers today, which means I'm two hundred steps closer to the revelation. Each step counts on this long path to one hundred thousand. Join the journey to help me uncover the truth. See you tomorrow.

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Door 3, the endless library. You are surrounded by millions of dusty, unwritten books. For food, vending machines are located at every corner. You can sleep on the study desks. If you hear footsteps, stop moving immediately and stay silent. The librarian is watching. Good luck.

My whole creative process is like watching shadows dance. Everything I make comes from this dark place, this void where ideas float. The music just emerges, like flowers breaking through concrete, then dissolves back into the atmosphere.

They found an old record player in the basement nobody remembers buying it sits there collecting dust but sometimes at night it plays by itself whispers between the static voices calling your name if you listen close enough you'll hear them promising things but whatever you do don't answer back

December 15, 1983, a small town in Maine. The Henderson family sat down for dinner, but their plates remained untouched. No signs of struggle, no forced entry. Just five empty chairs and a pot of soup, still warm on the stove. Their car was found three days later, covered in frost, 200 miles away.

It's day fifteen of my journey toward the mysterious house. Thanks to you, I gained forty new followers today, so I am taking forty steps closer to what’s hidden inside. Every follower brings us closer to the big revelation. Keep following to see what happens next. See you tomorrow.