October 31, 1919
10:40 pm.
John Talbot staggered along the edge of the dirt road in the darkness, a throbbing hell of pain coming from his head, his chest wheezing with every breath he struggled to inhale. The fog of his breath in the cold damp air belied his inability to feel anything other than the pain. He had been wearing a heavy coat before... it doesn't matter now, he told himself, he didn't need it.
Stopping for a brief moment as nausea and pain blurred his vision. He had to continue to the house he knew was just ahead, up the small turn out he could see if only his vision would clear up just a little.
There it was, right there, no
Somewhere in a little town
lived a teenage girl, simple but pretty.
A stranger became lost there
and she saw him with pity.
She offered to be his guide
with a smile as bright as the sun,
one that he deeply admires
for he can't turn away and run.
So he gladly allowed her
as she's being innocent and sweet.
He noticed how cute she is,
which swept him off his feet.
When they reached to his location,
he thanked the girl with heartfelt gratitude.
Little did he suspect
that what'll change soon is her attitude.
Later that night while venturing curiously
in a forest so deep,
the stranger wanders around
while watching out for any creep.
Just then, the
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The lonely wanderer who stepped past the faded stones and meandering prairies of the New England countryside was draped in a black cloak, but her mien was quite different and much more morose and grim than the dilapidated plank houses and birchwood which stood like Sorcerer's scarecrows in a haunted and pitch town. The traveler was young, blue eyed, and dark, with black hair that ended in an Onyx dress that was Victorian styled and quite out of place for the modern town of new Greenswick, but she bore little adherence to social norms, being of that nature of sentient being which did not tie itself down to any comfort or fixed location. Is