The Lalaurie Mansion k.p (DISCONTINUED)

" Who are you and how did you get in my house!?"

She raised the bat up like she was getting ready to knock his head off.

" Don't swing!"

She lowers the bat feeling bad that she scared this homeless man half to death.

" I'm so sorry that I scared you, but where did you come from?"

" The doll."

He pointed to the mantle where the doll was no longer at.

" Yeah nice try now come with me."

~ ~ ~

She sat at her dining table watching the man chow down on her homemade gumbo.

" This is really good."

" Thank you now let's try this again. Where did you come from?"

" Like I said the doll you brought me home from that evil place."

" Keith right?"

" Yes ma'am."

" What year do you think it is?"

" 1833."

New Orleans where spirits and the dead walk freely and where voodoo can either reward your life or destroy it.