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The Locked Room II

Everyone knows where the key is…. Yes, the key to open the door that separates vile darkness from ordinary darkness, when the lights are out. No one wants to open the door. No one is brave enough to open up a history that ought to be undisturbed, in its pristine state. The exorcists have blessed water, that they intend to sprinkle on the room’s walls, which once was sprinkled with blood, akin to a slaughterhouse. The room smelled of blood, death and violence. Whenever they get close, the walls groan, as though they are alive. Disturbing mist envelops their feet, as whispers ooze out. The room seems to insist it wants to be locked….forever!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 8/12/2016 1:51:00 PM
A spooky write. Teddy! Congrats! Blessings!
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Teddy Kimathi
Date: 8/12/2016 4:33:00 PM
Thanks so much Kim, for your warm applause!! *^_^* Blessings to you too!!
Date: 8/6/2016 12:49:00 AM
Teddy :) Congrats on your awesome win. Stop by my latest blog "Little Me - Guess Who" and celebrate your win. Forever and Ever **SKAT**
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Teddy Kimathi
Date: 8/6/2016 3:39:00 AM
Thank you so much Skat, for starting my weekend with good news!! *^_^* <3 Have a lovely weekend!! ;-)