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From the strange place with buried bullets, she would head further south. She couldn't recall being here, and if she had then maybe it had just been too long ago. Spring shoots were crushed beneath her tiny feet as she chased the chickens around. She wasn't quite aiming to hunt any of them, she just liked when they scattered and angrily clucked at her. She laughed at them, deciding that now that she had her fill of fun she would get on with exploring this new place. She wandered aimlessly across the empty fields, weeds and shrubs growing haphazardly all over the place. Here and there, rabbits darted before her in search of safety, but she didn't really care to give chase.

Dual toned eyes took in the scenery, and as she wandered further in they would grow wide when she spotted a huge red structure. What was that!? It was old and weathered, and more or less falling apart, but she was fixated on it. What secrets did it hold!? Only one way to find out...