You hear the door open and look over only to see a young man walk into the room. He keeps his left arm stretched out toward you and his hand seems to grip something. Nothing was in his hand. You soon realized that he was magically holding you down on the table. He walks up closer to you and takes a good look at your face. "Why have you trespassed into my house?" he asked, keeping his hand steady to hold you down.
"I heard a crash," you said, trying to keep calm. "I was curious, so I came in to find out what it was."
"Sound convincing. That's what some of the others have said."
"I thought this place was abandoned. I didn't know someone still lived here."
"So you thought it would be okay to enter and do whatever you pleased?" sounding like he was getting more ticked off.
"Please, if you just let me leave, I'll never bother you again." A tear ran down your cheek for you did not know what would happen.
"I would consider it, if you haven't seen so much already."
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