It all makes sense; every thing is clear now. I know what spirit is haunting the house. I know why I got the book with out being hurt. I know why the kids died of the measles. It was all so simple, so clear. All I had to do was look at the facts. Each page is a clue. Each fold, each rip, each blood spatter… The room with symbols was a pri
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
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