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... pulsing in my palm like an outraged, very expensive Christmas ornament. Grinning like I’d just discovered the universe’s private stash of uncut adrenaline and liked the flavor.
"Welcome to the ghost mansion," I said, sweeping an arm at the impossible driveway like a deranged tour guide. "Try to keep up. The house has standards, opinions, and probably a kill count."
The mansion didn’t appear so much as deign to reveal itself.
First the stone: grey concret ...
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