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House of Souls

If you listen very closely, way into the night there are sobbing sounds and spirits that will surely give you fright. For in that darkened house, with boards upon the panes, sunshine never enters, just eternal rains. It appears there was a time when the sunshine was let in, but not since that frightful night of debauchery and sin. Captives in the rooms were tortured and left to die. Now, of those lost souls, if you listen, hear their cries. So, if you enter in the house that only darkness thrives, you better turn around and run if you want to spare your lives!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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