Ch.4
It was an hour before the funeral. Still deciding if I should go or not. Eh, probably won't. I looked around my room, dust from the ceiling fell, someone's here. My heart started to thud in excitement, I just love visitors. Well I should say guest. They never leave alive that is. I can hear their thought from my room... they are scared but excited. They wonder who lives here, who dwells in these domains. I can imagine them already, upstairs in the living room. A human body figure enters; the room is small and has a scent of decay. Stacks of newspaper here and there and they all have the same headlining. But one odd pile seems to stands out. Only one pile has a different headline in fact, that whole pile has different headlines, different pictures, dates, times, and years. Above that pile of newspapers is a tack board and on the tack board is a file with pictures. Pictures of only one person; pictures of that person talking, walking, eating, getting dressed, and even pictures of that person dying under each picture is that label " EVIDENCE" and a letter. In the corner of the room is a desk with that a sign that says "Investigator Officer Henry Brown".
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That One Story
VampireIn this book there is two stories that twist and combine together. Ben and Harry the two best friends that go through everything together face the dangers of being who they are. They aren't ordinary people, let's just say not people at all.
