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One Night In a Haunted Manor
Pulling up in front of the address on the girl’s information, I wondered again why I could not decline her invitation. I saw the girl pull to the curb and exit her car. Rushing to catch her, I was somehow sight marred and lost her, but I saw the manor’s doors were open. Coming in with, ‘Hello?’, my voice rose as doors closed. Looking around at decay, I saw a note on a stand. It read, ‘Drink this as I did, then find the Baby Grand.’ The girl must have inked this, so I sipped my drink down. Suddenly, the manor filled with haunting piano sounds. Heading towards the source, I stumbled off my course, and heard shrill laughter when I tripped on my purse, But, NOT HER laughter, so I asked, my teeth a’chatter, “Who .. whaa – where ..” A piano tone groaned, “I am the girl as you are me, and we three were once the sum of one, until evil done allowed only one-third of us to view sun.” The tone went on, “you now sleep deep and this night, dark sights will guide your truth to abandon your aloof and you will recall how you always stall your return, leaving me overlong to burn for our body I so yearn." Now nude, licking missed lips. her woman voice continued, "Wee girl of third is too torture numbed to escape like us. Now, do enjoy your body-less time as Baby Grand jacked, because it may be centuries before I bring our body back." ... CayCay Jennings January 20, 2019
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