Victoria grew up in a small town called Hucklesburg. It was a rather quiet town other than all this talk of an eerie being stalking the dark streets late at night. Victoria knew people had a knack for running away with their imagination but driving back into her hometown, she could faintly sense what was there when she was a little girl. Always the same feeling. A cold yet embracing darkness. Every so often she would catch a glimpse of this mysterious gentleman at the treeline beckoning to her. She knew this feeling. It scared and intrigued her. Who was he? Why did her body long for him?

Vă invit la o compilație de replici pentru oamenii care nu știu să rămână în pătratul lor! Oh, nu.