<!DOCTYPE html><html><head><title>The House on Dover Street</title><linktype="text/css"rel="stylesheet"href="stylesheets/startcss.css"><!--Main Cascading Style Sheet--></head><body><center>The House on Dover Street</center><p> You open the door leading towards the basement, you see a switch to your left as soon as you enter. You flip the switch and head downwards and you see that the basement looks empty. All you see is a dusty old chest of some sorts, you brush off the dust on top of it. You try to open the chest but it won't budge. You try looking for the key to the chest while also trying to see where the loud banging noises were coming from. You walk towards the other side of the basement where you see this picture of a child.</p><divstyle="text-align: center"><imgsrc="pictures/child.jpg"></div><p> You stare into the eyes of the child in the painting, mesmerized by the style of art used in creating the masterpiece. You try to look away but you can't seem to move anymore. You hear the laugh of a child, then the lights in the basement suddenly explode and shoot shrapnel everywhere in the room. You feel the tiny bits of glass embedded onto your skin while the blood drips toward the floor little by little. You then feel a push from the painting and fall backwards. As soon as you hit the floor, the shrapnel embedded onto your skin thrust deeper into your body. You slowly lose your breath...</p><h1>You have died!</h1><h2>Try again?</h2><divstyle="text-align: center"><aclass="ch1"href="start.html">Yes!</a></div></body></html>
