[ WP ] They come across an old dilapidated greenhouse . On the far wall is a phone . As they 're exploring the greenhouse the phone starts to ring .

Thick brown vines curled through the broken glass frame that made up the exterior of the now broken greenhouse. The smell of decay was an oppressive force that permeated every corner of the derelict structure. Even the very earth below him seemed to have long since given up trying. It was scabbed over with death, it ’ s potential buried under years of neglect 
 
 Thomas hobbled along the outside, letting his rough hand drag across the filthy glass and rusted framework. As the wind blew across the surface, the old structure would creak and cry out. Ever since Ellie passed he would come back to their old project once a year. He couldn ’ t keep it up after she was gone, there were too many memories here and the soil had turned sour. It was overwhelming even now, every smell and sound reminded him of her. Through the rotting stench he could still smell her lilies she planted in the center. 
 
 Its bloom was framed perfectly on all sides by the dried husks of plants long forgotten. A beam of sunlight managed its way in giving them a warm glow amidst the ruin. Thomas gave a broken smile, limping inside. He kneeled onto his good leg, and cupped the flower in his hand savoring the fragrance. It was the only thing that he could still keep alive in this forsaken place. 
 
 The small black phone on the back wall let out a ring, bringing him back to the present. With effort he stood again, and made his way slowly over to it. 
 
 “ Hello? ” He started. 
 
 “ Thomas? ” A feminine voice came on over the line. 
 
 “ This is he. ” 
 
 “ This is Sarah, I just pulled to the greenhouse and it looks like more of a project than you let on. ” 
 
 “ Yeah, I ’ m sorry. It ’ s a bit of a fixer upper, but I ’ m sure you ’ ll be able to do something with it. ” Thomas breathed into the phone. 
 
 There was a pause on the line. 
 
 “ Okay, I ’ ll at least come in and check it out. We ’ ll have to talk about how much you want for this. ” 
 
 “ I understand. I ’ ll meet you inside. ” 
 
 *Click* 
 
 Thomas sighed, picking up the shovel and walking over to the lilies, “ Good fertilizer sure is hard to find Ellie. ” 
 
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