Briing, Briing, Briing
It was a phone ringing, but where.
Marine followed the sounds until he was led to a big strange door which he had never noticed in the house.
His hands were shaking as he opened up the door...
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Stalking Death
HorrorWill there ever be peace, freedom? Is being cursed the only choice? Is it all a dream? What is it...? What is that ghostly looking thing?
