The PickAx House
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Last published Tue, Nov 19, 2024
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A scream, a scream came from the distance. A woman's scream. Looking up at the full moon, he seen his breath. The wind screaming at him. Threatening him. So many questions... Was that a scream or was that the wind? How did I get down here? Am I awake or am I asleep? He looked back towards the house. A blood curdling scream cut through the night. He turned back around to see footprints directly in front of him, leading out into the nothingness. He could not see five feet in front of him. He knew they had to lead out into the woods. The screaming continued! It sounded like someone's getting murdered he thought. I have got to help them! He looked down at the pickaxe in his hands, gripping it tighter. He looked back up at the nothingness, towards the thing that was so terrifying, it would make you scream.
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On the evening of January 1st, 1987, police discovered the most puzzling and disturbing crime in Hope's Bluff history. The Woodland Farm is a residence located just outside the city limits of Hope's Bluff. The Farm was occupied by the Woodland family and a live-in maid by the name of Dolores King. The Woodlands lived in isolation. Despite the remoteness of the farm, they were well known around Hope's Bluff. Abigail Woodland was the most well known in the family. She was last seen with a unknown man on October 6th, 1986 by several residents of Hope's Bluff. That would prove to be the last time any of the Woodland family would be seen again until...
THE PICKAXE HOUSE
Is a unforgettable book with all the intensity of Stephen King's 1408 and gripping suspense of The Shining But with one difference! This book is inspired by true events
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