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Inside The Unknown: The Westcott Manor Lies in the Fog

Inside The Unknown: The Westcott Manor Lies in the Fog

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Sat, May 9, 202026m
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Mystery
I was scared. Anyone would be. It's so common, yet I've never gotten a solid explanation. I lie there facing upwards staring at myself. Not being able to move. Breathe. Blink. Only hear, and see. I could see myself floating above me. A wicked smile was strewn across my face. I could hear myself whispering. "The clock strikes six at twelve, the clock strikes six at twelve, the clock strikes six at twelve-" over and over again. . . What's going on here? ================================================ If you enjoy the story, don't forget to vote! And please leave a comment(s) about what you think happened at the Westcott manor!
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Do paranormal things, witches and magic exist? There are gifts that are waiting to be discovered. The mythical power is just waiting beyond the deepest darkest tunnel of the unknown. Only the brave learns to test the waters amidst the labyrinth of its knotted mystery. PLEASE, NO PLAGIARISM. (~Created July 6, 2018:Finished August 5, 2018~) Being engrossed in studying his current case detained him from leaving at once until he forgot the time. He never mentioned to Hera that he's going home after two decades. Only his youngest child knows of his trip back home. Whether he believes in curse or not. It's his 45th birthday tomorrow and he must be home to keep his promise to his mother. His family had never forsaken him, he did. He'd been ignoring their summons since he turned his back from them. Perhaps it's time to grant their plea. He closes his office and walks to the elevator. "Good evening, Artemis." The man in a black jacket greets him. Artemis smiles at the stranger. "Do I know you?" The stranger puts his arm around the stunned lawyer. Behind the unknown man's dark glasses are bloodshot eyes ready to scare the wits out of his prey. "Your mother does. She's expecting me to greet you happy birthday." Removing his dark glasses, he stares at his victim to corrupt his eyes. Insurmountable fear assaults Artemis as excruciating pain drills on his eyeballs. A horrible scream slits through the silence of the night when the clock strikes twelve. As the elevator opens, the stranger loosens his grip and the victim falls on the floor. Covering his bleeding eyes, Artemis winces from severe pain. The man whistles away as he walks past the dead body of the security guard in the lobby to the snowy road outside the building. His victim crawls out of the closing elevator. The curse is true. He must get into his car before his sight totally leaves him. He must warn his family. " I must save Athena!"

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