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Post by jenn on Sept 2, 2004 18:15:38 GMT -5
"Sorry I was drinched to the bone, and freezing" she batted her eyes.
He stood speechless staring at her not quite sure what to do or say.
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Post by Tricia on Sept 6, 2004 21:00:34 GMT -5
"Well, this isn't really my house, but I'm sure it would be okay if you came in to dry off".
She crossed the room and began to mount the stairs towards the bedrooms.
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Post by jenn on Sept 9, 2004 19:34:33 GMT -5
Blue was throwing himself again the back door in a futile attmept to knock it down; that should of been the first sign of danger, but he never caught on as he climbed the stairs.
The dog threw his head back and begin a mornful howl, as if he knew what was about to happen.
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Post by Tricia on Sept 10, 2004 23:41:32 GMT -5
As he reached the top of the stairs he was surprised to see her standing near the top.
Not standing there exactly, she was actually hovering, her back to him, her feet dangling a full twelve inches off of the ground.
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Post by Chaos on Sept 19, 2004 20:55:38 GMT -5
He backed away from this terrifying image in shock, his mind reeling in disbelief.
Teetering on the edge of the step he had forgotten he stood on, he flailed his arms for balance.
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Post by Tricia on Sept 20, 2004 22:16:10 GMT -5
As he grabbed the rail, she began to turn towards him.
He gasped at the sight of her face... her eyes had rolled back and there was some type of white liquid dripping from the corner of her mouth.
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Post by ThatWickedWench on Sept 20, 2004 23:26:56 GMT -5
The gruesome apparition bared it's teeth in a terrible other-world grin as he lost his grip on the handrail.
He realized in that split second that this was the spirit of the out of town girl found raped and murdeded last year; but why would she want to do him harm?
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Post by Tricia on Sept 21, 2004 8:37:29 GMT -5
Tim felt the world spiraling out of control as he crashed face first onto the wooden landing.
From somewhere far off he heard a high pitched scream and then she was upon him, digging long, dirty fingernails into his back.
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Post by ThatWickedWench on Sept 21, 2004 10:49:29 GMT -5
With a start, Tim awoke and sat straight up in bed with his heart racing and sweat dripping from his forehead.
"It was all a dream?" he wondered aloud, at the same time his heart leapt into his throat as he looked down and noticed the sheets had been soiled by the muddy cuffs of his jeans.
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Post by Chaos on Sept 21, 2004 21:37:19 GMT -5
Wincing, Tim rose from his muddy bed and stood in front of the mirror hung from the back of his bedroom door.
He turned and looked over his shoulder while pulling his tattered t-shirt up; his mind going blank as he took in the four inch long bloody gashes across his shoulderblade.
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Post by Tricia on Sept 21, 2004 21:56:31 GMT -5
He noticed bits of leaves and grass stuck in the wounds.
In the backyard Blue was letting out a howl that could wake the dead.
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Post by ThatWickedWench on Sept 22, 2004 0:28:41 GMT -5
Tim stripped out of his ruined clothes and got into the shower, taking care to clean the oozing gashes lest they scar him even more than he already was.
He dried himself, pulled on a fresh pair of jeans and open the door to his porch with trepidation, to see about Blue.
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Post by Tricia on Sept 22, 2004 9:39:17 GMT -5
He followed the sound of the dog's whimpering to the side of the house.
"What have you got there boy"? he asked as he bent down to get a better look at what the shivering creature was holding in his mouth.
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Post by jenn on Sept 29, 2004 15:54:43 GMT -5
Tim jumpped back in a start.
Blue picked up what appeared to be a head and dropped it at his masters feet.
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Post by Tricia on Sept 29, 2004 22:29:05 GMT -5
"Shit... look at that" he said, rubbing his eyes to make sure he was seeing right.
He nudged the head with one of his steel-toed boots.
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