The rickety trolley of my 2009 Cadilac gallops gingerly up the frisky gravel on the Midwell Manor road. Soft rock sings into my eardrums, shoulders slumped against the cool car door. Outside, the faintest bit of sunshine, sprouting from the east, tears through the sky of grey flesh, rain spitting cleart blood onto the roof of the vehicle, draining down onto the fogged up windows. Gently, the car begins a halt, wheels straining against the "road," as we pull up to a massive, eerie manor
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