Title: Valgfritt

Text: At night, there comes laughter from behind the locked door at the back of our dining room. We are never meant to open that door during periods of laughter. My mother - a skeptic who lacked any and all imagination - thought there was some reasonable explanation to it all. She looked behind the door one night, and never returned to bed. My father fell into despair and left me here alone. If only he had stayed, because mother's voice has now joined in with the laughter. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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