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The road that led to and from Wandermere was now a network of vines, grasses and roots that had taken hold of every bit they could get. The crisp and clean looking town now looked more like a jungle as trees and gardens grew beyond their now unkempt boundaries.
Some doors were shut tightly, others were broken down. Some forcefully, others had simply collapsed under their own weight as the elements continued to eat away at them. Broken cars and rusty pieces of metal littered some of the larger driveways, stripped from all but their most useless parts.
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