"Okay, what the hell is this?" I held up the seashell that seemed to be stained withs blood. We were at Mr. Graves old house. It was so empty and cold and my brilliant friend, of course, had the brilliant idea of breaking into this old geezer's house in order to find some old family artifacts. Yes, Jared Graves had finally lost his head. He now was rummaging through an old sewing kit, so I threw the weird seashell at him. He turned to me. "Honestly dude. Grow up. You're an idiot." I rolled my eyes at him. "When can we go home? It's creepy in here. Seriously creepy. Honestly!" I turned my head a bit and nearly screamed. A web covered body swung down from the ceiling and hit me square in the face. WHACK! I had a terrible thought: spiders! I turned to my friend, rubbing my nose. "Creepy beyond creepy."
You know, I never thought his dark this world actually is. The entire universe seemed to be shrouded in darkness constantly. And really, ANYTHING could happen. And something did happen. Before I knew it, Jared was out and about the streets of Rivervale, heading out to the old Graves' family cemetery. "Why did I agree to come with you? It was a seriously bad idea. I mean...honestly. Why?" Jared laughed. "You're such a jock. Always caught up in your sports. What's so great about sports anyway?" I rolled my eyes. But just as I turned my head to look towards the graveyard...something grabbed me.
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Reaper of Souls: A Look Into the Dark and Twisted
ParanormalWe always wonder when and how we die. But do we think about what the ones that just might kill us think about how they're gonna go about it? Or is Death himself thinking of interesting and new ways to kill us? This book explores the dark side. The t...
