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Deaths Door - *on hold*

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Parts 14
Time 1h 39m

Reads 7,381
Votes 149
Parts 14
Time 1h 39m

XxViolet-LillyxX

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It is believed that when you go to the old abandoned Clark house on New Years Eve at eleven fifty nine and go to the blue door at the end of the hall on the second floor and twist the door handle, deaths son will come and collect you, taking you to his world. Everyone thinks this myth is just a legend passed down through the many generations of the people that live in my town, but I know that it is true and this New Years Eve, I am going to prove it.All Rights Reserved

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