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Thomas "My name's Thomas." (making his way towards the stairs)
"My name's Thomas."
(making his way towards the stairs)
With a start, Thomas realized it was the black-haired guy who'd given him the look of death earlier.
He'd reached the door, an ugly slab of sun faded wood, and he pulled it open to see several stoic-faced boys standing at the foot of a crooked staircase, the steps and railings twisted and angled in all directions. Dark wallpaper covered the walls of the foyer and hallway, half of it peeling off. The only decorations in sight were a dusty vase on a three-legged table and a black-and-white picture of an ancient women dressed in an old fashioned white dress. It reminded Thomas of a haunted house from a movie or something. There were even planks of wood missing from the floor.
"I don't need friends"