The Game of Ghost

The Game of Ghost

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Losing my parents at sixteen was hard enough. Throw in a drug addict twin sister and a pile of debt and you get desperate. That's the only word that accurately describes what I felt the day I handed over the keys to my childhood home and moved to the town of Sacona. The whole place was nothing like I remembered. The people were skittish and filled with ridiculous superstition. It's only been four years since we last visited and since then it's earned a reputation amongst the locals as the town of the dead. I suppose a string of mysterious deaths will do that to people, especially in a small town where everyone knows everyone. Some say the town is haunted by the ancestors of generations before them, cursing any newcomers that hold no relation to the founding families, but I don't believe in ghosts. The world is scary enough as it is without adding another dimension of fear. Whether I'm being ignorant or intelligent is yet to be seen.
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