Chuuya
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Almost every week, it was something new. Something surprisingly different yet everything you actually liked. It was placed right at your doorstep outside every morning.
You tried to figure who was behind this but you simply couldn't.
As usual, today as you came out the frontdoor to go to work, this time it was a paper. You read it and saw an address.
You decided to confront who was doing this so you went there. You slowly creeped inside a small wooden cabin. It was really dark..