It was the perfect setting, the mist was beginning to roll in, the moon was full and bright. That night back in 1971 we would change our lives forever...
Aftermath, a true story.
It was the perfect setting, the mist was beginning to roll in, the moon was full and bright. That night back in 1971, we would change our lives forever.
It had watched from the shadows luring us in with the messages from the other side. If only we could turn the clock back but it was too late. The bogey man had come out from the shadows, I could feel its negativity seeping through the dampened walls entering our world from the pits of hell.
The candle flickers wildly as the glass upon the table moves on command. I could feel it nearing me taunting me with the lyrics of a song that would chill me to the bone.
Hush. hush sweet Charlotte,
Charlotte please don't cry.
He'll love you forever,
He'll love you till he dies.
I held my breath and shut my eyes tight, while the others were oblivious to my terror. I wanted to run away, it was the same feeling that I had before. Only this time it was in the attic. "Our secluded resort."
Tunnels that lay beneath, trapping the vast amount of negative energy became active with the murmurings and sounds of wandering souls who had lost their way. Souls we had seen many times wandering aimlessly...Who...or what...were they seeking...? Bumps and bangs in the night began to disturb our slumber. Vermin, and the foul stench of purulent discharge seemed to Ooze though the decaying walls. Our secluded resort became our very own hell. Our lives would never be the same again.
Strange happenings we had experienced before would be nothing to the start of its cruel games...Horrific accidents...voices...suffocation...attacks. A cloud of thick dense swirling energy surrounded us taking us further into damnation.