The rain beat down angrily on the pavement, Joe could feel her heart pounding in her chest as the cab pulled away from the curb, leaving her to stare breathlessly at the looming house in front of her. She couldn’t believe the property lay still un-touched…well, really, she could understand why. The ghosts this placeContinue reading “Un-named Mystère Noire – Chapter 1”
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