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Invisible Mansion Dedicated to Mr Edgar Allan Poe

Banished for years I found myself wandering around on a sacred land away from my normal life I found sanctuary and peace in a unknown place the stiff pacification allowed me to hear the second hand stroke on the clock everyday as the calignosity approached I would feel a alacritous breeze on my right shoulder blade without indecisiveness I continued to enjoy myself turbulent and exasperated paying little attention to the paranormal activity surrounding me until a horde of banshees swarmed me I had no idea what commenced this fright my legs and feet were benumbed I started to believe I didn’t belong in this place anymore After being forthrightly besieged almost sure that these incorporeal beings wouldn’t understand my chronic vagabondage It was time to migrate I was typhlotic to the fact that it was an invisible mansion where a shipwreck caused their souls to be buried their some even alive I can hear the never ending snivelling in the dead of the night penetrateing their voices into my ears trying to abscond I became convulsed the strange breeze brushed my shoulder blade again only this time it stayed “what do you want?” I asked the strange cadaverous speckle flash it flashed at the entry walk way showing me an invisible door that I had walked into a haunted invisible mansion and could not get out until they released me my eyes instantly became blood shot red furious and rampageous I tried to run away but was pushed to and fro by an unseen force was I indeed trapped in another dimension I asked myself without skepticism I was ambushed

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