Two-Sentence Horror Story #27

1c8a141218bd2787d063261e7e6225e9As I began to ascend the stairs, a bloodcurdling, high-pitched scream cut through the quiet from the floor above, sending a cold zip of fear down my spine.  I knew the old house had been locked up tight, and no one else should have been in here.

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