My Haunted Emptiness for Sale

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All of my ghosts have gone, and my halls have been stripped. There are no curtains anymore to keep the sun off my wooden floors. Anyone brave enough can peek in and see that I am no longer a danger, I am now for sale. People come in to walk my stairs and trace my barriers. They speak of the things they will do to me once I am theirs. When I try and muster the demon from my cellar, it is not there. It has gone and followed the people who…