Since working on this project. (Still to give it a title.) Every book; I've read on demons and ghosts. Not one book mentions Richmond Street or there being a satanic coven in that region.
It's a constant brick wall I keep punching, and I honestly can't figure out which one is worse; the blasting research that is getting me nowhere or the book I'm failing to write - it's hard to choose.
I only know since I got involved with that house on Richmond Street. I'm a changed man, bruised by the old man.
Poltergeists may frighten you, but demons scare the living shit out of you.
I can't go through that again.
Yet, for these past seven days, Steven has sent me texts saying the old man has found them.
It's the same here because ever since I started working on this damn book. The old man keeps waking me up at three in the morning: always with a loud buzzing sound.
And when I open my eyes and switch on the bedroom lamp. I see three wasps circling the bedroom ceiling.
I become too frightened to move because I keep thinking they might sting me.
Yet, they don't, but fly over to the window and disappear.
The nightmare has returned, as proven by the texts; Steven has sent me. The old man has found them. And it's much worse than last time.
Still, I can't go through it again. I just can't. I'm nothing - but a coward.
Still, that makes no difference to the old man; he won't leave me alone. Every night he brings in the wasps, or I hear him standing outside, whistling that song, this old man.
Dear God, help that family.
YOU ARE READING
The Richmond Curse - {The Richmond Haunting 2}
HorrorAnd that night, as Fiona slept, once again - she was back at the old house on Richmond Street. Above her, dark clouds trembled with the sound of thunder, a cold wind sweeping in from somewhere she didn't know, picking up dead leaves, an owl tooting...
