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Lord Gargoin was walking down the dimly lit grey road.
He wore a brown colored waistcoat.
The collar was turned over.
His necktie was in a delicate bow.
His brown cotton shirt completed the image of a Gentleman.
A rich Gentleman.
He wore brown colored ditto suit trousers, black boots, and a brown colored Top Hat, made him stand out in the busy road.
Lord Gargoin looked at his watch piece that was on his right hand.
Can't be late, he thought.
Suddenly, a dense fog filled his face.
"Can't see a thing" the Lord said, sighing.
He looked around.
Four lamps illumed the town.
Then he saw the demons.
Their red eyes gleamed in the darkness.
"Hello M'Lord" one of the Demons said.
"How are you?" Lord Gargoin asked.
"Oh, we're fine", the Demon answered, as it slashed the surprised Lord's throat with its long, right claws.
Blood splattered from the deep wound, as the Lord grabbed at his ripped throat...then he died instantly, as his body thudded to the ground, as the horror had had begun....as the eerie sounds of Satan's Bells chimed.
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SaTaN's BeLLS (Book One)
HorrorIn London, England, 1860, 22 year old James Maygrove, enters a demonic Manor where demons dwell looking for riches that he was told was there...but what he sees is beyond horror, as his sense of reality is fractured, as well as his sanity. The new h...
