The Haunted
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Last published Tue, Jul 5, 2016
You can see the vine covered building from Main Street. I never believed any of those legends or tales that everybody told me. I thought I would put the legends to rest myself. But standing here now with the Boltcutters in my hand I can nearly feel my heart beating out of my chest...and it makes me wonder....do I really want to awaken whatever may lurk inside these walls?
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