The Lalaurie Mansion k.p (DISCONTINUED)
" Who are you and how did you get in my house!?"
She raised the bat up like she was getting ready to knock his head off.
" Don't swing!"
She lowers the bat feeling bad that she scared this homeless man half to death.
" I'm so sorry that I scared you, but where did you come from?"
" The doll."
He pointed to the mantle where the doll was no longer at.
" Yeah nice try now come with me."
~ ~ ~
She sat at her dining table watching the man chow down on her homemade gumbo.
" This is really good."
" Thank you now let's try this again. Where did you come from?"
" Like I said the doll you brought me home from that evil place."
" Keith right?"
" Yes ma'am."
" What year do you think it is?"
" 1833."
New Orleans where spirits and the dead walk freely and where voodoo can either reward your life or destroy it.
