The Seed Of Fear-Hickory, Dickory, Dock
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At the outskirts of the village, an orphan girl called Celina once lived alone in an old mansion. Out of all the Victorian antiques that cluttered the elegant rooms she kept against the bedroom wall a tall and stylish grandfather clock that chimed musical notes as hours struck. One moonless night when the clock struck one and after the chimes stopped echoing, she heard from deep within the clock the grating sound of wood and a soft shriek which she thought were the artifact of rodent menace, but she found no mouse inside the clock, only a few strands of hair were lodged on the hands. In the subsequent nights things got worse with the scarping sound growing sharper, piercing the ears. As the chiming music stopped after one o’clock she heard the gentle screech turn into frenzied scream. Struck by freezing fear she decided to unveil the mystery. So, one starry night she didn’t sleep, waited with the lights on in the moonlit room. Exactly when the clock stuck one she saw a weird animal swing on the pendulum. It was not a running mouse she had thought, but a ferocious creature with teeth of steel and eyes of fire. As she screamed it turned and ran up the clock. Casting a blazing glance at her it whispered, “Hickory, Dickory, Dock” and jumped on her. In the morning, the villagers found Celina, still on the floor, vacant eyes fixed on the clock.
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