Dad always told us kids stories on Halloween night, before wed go out to gather our yearly stash of candy from the neighbors. With each story getting scarier, we always waited for the last; not because it was the start of candy gathering but because it happened local. He told a story of Mr. Wellington, our neighbor, and the murders during the summer of 89. He said no one knew for certain what had happened inside his barn, or if he was really to blame, but no one questioned. No one had the guts to confront Mr. Wellington. Myself and Jordan decided to be the first to check it out, and what better night then October 31st, 20 years later
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