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Alex approaches the front door of the Treehouse, and slowly opens it, before he sees a large room that was covered in moss on the wooden floors and coming through every small crack of the house. Looking at his mother before slowly stepping into the house, Alex sees how this small house was in ruin.

As he looks all around, noticing how the windows were shattered, the cloths were torn down, and the wooden floor creaks with every step he takes. He looks ahead and sees a small doorway and slowly steps inside, before he lays his eyes on a bed. Kamala lowers her head and remembers it as the bed where Alex had been sleeping, when she had found him as a baby.

While Alex knelt down to examine the bed, he feels a small part of his memory kick in inside his head, and the pieces of the puzzle began to click together as Alex looks around.

Description

Alex approaches the front door of the Treehouse, and slowly opens it, before he sees a large room that was covered in moss on the wooden floors and coming through every small crack of the house. Looking at his mother before slowly stepping into the house, Alex sees how this small house was in ruin.

As he looks all around, noticing how the windows were shattered, the cloths were torn down, and the wooden floor creaks with every step he takes. He looks ahead and sees a small doorway and slowly steps inside, before he lays his eyes on a bed. Kamala lowers her head and remembers it as the bed where Alex had been sleeping, when she had found him as a baby.

While Alex knelt down to examine the bed, he feels a small part of his memory kick in inside his head, and the pieces of the puzzle began to click together as Alex looks around.