Kyle stumbled through the thick forest, his nerves becoming annoyed at every branch that chose to defy his path. He continually looked at his map for directions, searching for a possible shorter, easier answer. He grumbled everytime. He wished for a road to drive on to get to his destination: his inherited mansion supposedly from a long distant relative. At first he laughed at the posibility, how coincidental and cliche it sounded, yet the more he looked into it the more he wished it to be true.
He took a chance by accepting it. Took a few days of vacation time off from his job as a butcher, just in case it was true and was a real treasure for him. He would've told his girlfriend to come with him on a possible night of romance, if he had one. So he took the directions, his own little map, and made his way through the dense forest within Oregon, unsure if a mansion could really be his, a mansion belonging to Kyle Helford.
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