**This is an incredible story!** It all began one summer day, I found myself at the summer cabin to stay— Finally free from my father’s domain. He softly said: *“Your mom and I— We're divorced now, son. I won’t lie. I’ve found someone new, we’re flying away— To Maui for the summer... but hey...”* **Shhhhh...** *“I’ll send you a postcard, bright and warm, From the Hawaiian shore. And you—go wild, have fun, explore!”* He smiled... and said no more. Then things unraveled, spinning fast, I found my granddad’s bunker at last— He was a kind and quirky soul, And saved me from losing control. A whole summer long, a house near the trees, No soul for miles—just the breeze. In the bunker: a TV, a processor whirring, Cool films and food—so reassuring! I made it my own, a dream retreat, Prepared for days both strange and sweet. But then that door, like a submarine hatch— Swung shut. And darkness struck. **Like a match...** **Shhhhh...**
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