#Inktober Days 17, 18 and 19.
October 17.
I couldn’t stay in the kitchen any longer. I’m now in some kind of séance room, and someone has just extinguished a candle. Next to the candle is a burner, with the remnants of something sending a lot of dark smoke into the air. The wisps of smoke are intertwining with each other before they join the darkening and growing mass above them. I think this is another room I’d best not stay in for too long…
The Mansionic Perspective 
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