*may contain some blood...like one sentence*
Up on a mountain, two people were climbing. "Isn't it lovely out here, Rolanda?" Rolanda stopped and looked around.
"It sure is, Yolanda." The two girls continued moving up the mountain. A little while later, the two girls stopped and decided to set up a camp. After the fire was started, they looked around again.
"Hey, look at that." Rolanda looked to where Yolanda was pointing at. Upon seeing it, here eyes went wide and she gasped. There stood an old, abandoned, Japanese looking palace. Outside was covered in grass and vines and looked like it was slowly rotting away. Yolanda and Rolanda looked at each other, nodded, stood up, and headed off towards the old palace. Once they got there, they slowly slid open the rotting door at the entrance. The door squeaked in protest before being silenced. The inside was just as bad as the outside, all molding and writhing away. The walls were a nasty color and the few wind