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Lady Rose McNally, walked down the early morning London roads.
By 6:00 AM, she was thrilled to begin her work as a seamstress.
She wore a brown colored corset, brown crinoline, (petticoat), and brown long coat that covered her brown colored skirt.
And a brown colored top hat.
And brown, riding boots.
"Twas the day before yesterday when the burning sun gleamed. It gleamed so bright that it was a sight to behold..." Lady McNally begun, as she walked slowly towards the Malkers Seamstress store, where she worked.
She looked around, but noone was there.
"HELLO!", Lady McNally said, her voice rising.
Noone.
She saw the bells on the front porch.
The were ringing.
Then the door opened.
"Miss Franklin! I'm here!" Lady McNally said, her happy smile suddenly gone, as a evil chill hit her face.
"OH, TIS CHILL. IT'LL BE LIKE DEATH CAME 'ERE!" Lady McNally said.
The lamps were out.
She grabbed the torch that was on the ground.
And, gripping it in her right hand, entered the store, as darkness enveloped the young London Lady.
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SaTaN's BeLLS (Book One)
HorrorIn London, England, 1860, 22 year old James Maygrove, enters a demonic Manor where demons dwell looking for riches that he was told was there...but what he sees is beyond horror, as his sense of reality is fractured, as well as his sanity. The new h...
