The Evil Gazebo
The Evil Gazebo sits in the middle of an evil lawn by the side of an evil lake, in the shadow of an evil mansion. It is always raining on the Evil Gazebo. And when it isn't raining, it is threatening to rain. And when it isn't threatening to rain, it's still dismal and overcast, though some say that it's just the smog.
The evil lawn isn't really much of a lawn. Mostly, it's mud, with a few clumps of crab grass swimming about.
The evil lake isn't really much of a lake, either. It's more like a murky pond, full of algae and mosquito larvae.
The curtains of the evil mansion are thick, black velvet, and they are always drawn, except sometimes in the small attic window. Sometimes, two pairs of evil little eyes (belonging to two evil little children who live in the evil little attic bedroom, with evilly slanted walls) look out of the evil little window, and over the evil lawn, the evil lake, and the evil gazebo, to see if anything could possibly be happening.
Nothing ever is.