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Allison's Strange Lover, Part Ii

...Frantic, she ran to the camp office, put her questions to the ranger, the old man looked with a sad face, and then told this story to her: “There once was a climber named Max, He came here back in ninety-two, they said he’d climbed El Capitane, so his worries of this place was few. “But sadly, one of his ropes failed, he plunged ninety feet to his death, they say that he still haunts this place, what he needs, he hasn’t found yet. “You’re not the first to come to me, I’ve heard many stories like this. At first I thought they were made up, but I’ve long since come to believe it.” The words just stunned poor Allison, at first she refused to believe, but several folks in a near town all sadly confirmed the story. She left feeling so very confused, a ghost-lover, not of this earth; she was more confused nine months later, when Allison, somehow, gave birth…

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