#oddlittlewitch

Little house of boarded up windows and a nailed on door. Gon returned to the hideout on a whim, curious about exploring it more. This time, he wanted to explore without Bernd, because he was sure Bernd might have some bad memories at this place.

It took Gon a good while to decide not to punch down the door, because he wanted to keep the integrity of the house in tact despite it already seeming gray with old-age. After a while of circling the house, he found the door to the basement, slipping in.

The putrid smell of blood filled his nose, stains of red decorated the floor where cleaning just wouldn’t do. Books scattered, some with drawings, and the only thing that didn’t seem to be fallen apart was the ladder, which also was starting to wear with age.

He climbed up it, pushing the door and entering the eerie interior of the hideout. Gray, torn up, and in shambles, Gon pulled himself up to look around. It almost felt haunted.