Episode 38: The Mimic
Odd Trails
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Weird Things Like This Start and Keep Going
A yearor two later is when the wild shit starts. It was summer, and i used to play vido games and hang out in our bonus room,. A separate room upstairs above the garage. I would hang out in there until the early hours of the morning then walk across the pitch black house into my room. There he was, a small boy, maybe six or seven, with a black, blurry, washed out face. He looked back at me, not with his eyes, because he didn't have any. The best way i can explain his face is that it looked like a black cloud. From that point on, every time i looked at the staircase, there he was.
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