On a warm Wednesday afternoon, you take a walk down an unfamiliar street. Off to the side, you see a tidy path lined with neatly-pruned hedges. Curiosity gets the best of you and you decide to follow the path. When you get to the end, you find yourself at the entrance of an enchanting indoor garden.
What happens next? Who is inside, if anyone? What do you do?
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The shade here was cool. She opened the iron gate and entered a well kept beautiful garden. Not a leaf out of place. She wandered up and down the paths. Floral scents filled the warm moist air and the light coming in through the frosted glass was soft. She had never seen some of the plants that grew here. She turned abruptly at the sound of a throat clearing. “I’m sorry. I know I’m trespassing. I’ll leave now.”
“That won’t be necessary. My plants love visitors.”
At that, the vines at her feet climbed ‘til they choked off her screams.