Introduction

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 very long time ago, there lived a woman named Milda. She was a fairly pretty woman with long brown hair and blue eyes. Her face was a bit chubby but looked perfect. Milda was loved by everyone and anyone that saw her. But the one thing that none of them knew was that she was a witch. When in her castle she would go to the basement and deviled in the magic of darkness. Many people came to visit but nobody bothered to go in the basement, mainly because it was off limits to all guest. Until one day, a group of teens snuck into the castle while Milda wasn’t home and entered to basement. The teens were never heard from again.

It is said that Milda created a beast that protected her house; she called it The Doom Lock. It is also said that one day it killed Milda in a roaring rampage; it tore her to pieces and ate her alive leaving nothing but bones. No one knows what The Doom Lock looks like because everyone that enters the house never comes out to tell the tale-“

“So then where did the story come from?”

“Really Jason, why do you always have to ruin my stories?” I said.

“Well I just don’t believe in them.” Jason shrugged getting off the log he was sitting on.

“Doesn’t mean you have to ruin it for everyone else.” I said also getting up off the log. I dusted off my blue jeans of the dirt.

“Do you really think that we’re going to run into that thing while we’re in the castle?” Anna asked as she got to her feet.

“I highly doubt it.” I answered. I really didn’t know if we were or not, but I just didn’t want scare her even more. I have to admit though; I am a little scared; I’m not saying that I believe in the legends…I think.

“We should all get moving, we’re almost to the castle.” Collin said.

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