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The Everlasting Nightmare
Creeping slowly down the stairs I could see my own reflection in the candle I held ever so slowly ever so silently I moved forward. I could feel the stone steps below my feet and hear the barking of the hounds in the distance. I knew someone was in the castle. It was now a matter of weather the intruder was friend or foe. I went further down the stairs until I saw something that was covered in mud just oozing towards me. I felt like I should've ran but I was so afraid that I couldn't even do so, while the sound of the hounds got closer. Soon enough the hounds cam…
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