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Beneath the Southern Sun, Shadows Linger
I ,Amy Kathryn Allen,having lived for a great many years down south am here to tell You about some documented spooky places of the Southern States. Be prepared to get spooked out of Your socks..pleasant screams.....
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Previously
…As I drove away from the fort, the headlights cutting through the darkness, I felt the weight of that encounter pressing on me. Elias Thorne’s story was not just a historical tragedy. It was a mirror. And I was beginning to see my own reflection in it. The whispering willow ghost from the previous chapter had been a prelude. This was a summons. Something was calling me deeper, into the shadows of the South, into the shadows of my own memory. I gripped the steering wheel and kept driving, but I knew I would have to go back. I would have to face whatever was waiting for me in the dark. Elias Thorne had made his last stand. Mine was yet to come.