"The next day I woke up with missed calls and a note in my door." "Well, that's vague, was it Campbell Mr. Lucian." "Yea I know, and I don't know. The calls were him, the text messages and even the memes. The note however that did not seem like his doing. Plus, he doesn't know where I live. At least I don't think he does." "So, what did the note say?" "It's weird all it said was HI, family, three, one." "That is weird, did it have an address on it or a name of who it was from." "No but the even more crazy thing is the envelop it came in was close with a like 1800 wax print. With just a symbol on it I could not make it out what it was."
"Well how about next time we meet you bring it to me maybe I can tell you what it was." "Sure Ms. Hybask, may next time for now I got to go." He walks out the door and heads to work. Hours later a car pulls up to a house. The sound of keys jiggle and a door opens. "Ahhh finally home." He walks to the kitchen and the sound of a glass on the counter and wine being poured can be heard. After a few cups, his phone rings.
"No! Campbell leave me alone." He drops his phone on the couch and then the phone rings again and again. Then it stops, the silence in the room gives him peace. Just as he is about dive deep in his calm and fall asleep from the wine. A loud bang is heard at his door. He picks up his phone and makes a call. "Campbell what do you want."
"I need to talk to you Lucian." "Is that why you are banging at my door and leaving fuckin creepy ass notes." "What no I forgot where you even live and how can I do any of that without an address." Just at that moment the bang on the door gets louder. "Hey, you ok, did you need me to come over." He hangs up and looks at the door slowly.
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House of Lucian
HorrorWith a name the means light. Dose the Lucian family really believe that what they do are of pure intention. As the Lucian's look for more to join their family. The question still remains just who are the Lucians and what goes on in their house.
