Our countdown to All Hallows Eve continues with that eeriest of all sensations … the feeling that somehow … we are not alone. That at any moment, a deathly cold hand might reach out of the darkness and clutch us by the neck, or pass us the salt…
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Our countdown to All Hallows Eve continues with that eeriest of all sensations … the feeling that somehow … we are not alone. That at any moment, a deathly cold hand might reach out of the darkness and clutch us by the neck, or pass us the salt…
Something to say?
OK, then!
Another hit, another palpable hit, I say.
Thanks for making my day, especially since I read this on Tuesday as Monday sucked. Oh, yeah, big time.
Left by Heydave on October 30th, 2007