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The mist swirled in the dark air as the train entered the tunnel. The ceiling crumbled as the walls fell with slime. Bats flew and cockroach’s fled. It was the one place to tell the best of stories, NIGHTMARES! “The Story Of The Bloody Finger.”
The phone rang, a boy picked it up, a man answered faintly. "Hello, I’m the man with a bloody finger, I’m one house away from you". The boy panicked and hid under the pocked-size table. A knock echoed. The door creaked opened, "hello, I’m the man with a bloody finger can I use a plaster?"
The phone rang, a boy picked it up, a man answered faintly. "Hello, I’m the man with a bloody finger, I’m one house away from you". The boy panicked and hid under the pocked-size table. A knock echoed. The door creaked opened, "hello, I’m the man with a bloody finger can I use a plaster?"
By Merry
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