Apr 25, 2015
pissyghost
The circumstances had been quite strenuous. A dose of hail with 30 mph wind speed does not mix well with the homeless. So what else was there to do but to seek refuge in the infamous Murder House that everyone always seemed to avoid? He’d had little choice but to step into the foyer, pants and sweatshirt soaked and heavy, and pray there were some dry clothes hidden somewhere in the house.