This Old Building | A 100 Word Story

#665 | Three of Blues | Rhythm and Soul Tarot

Today on Erica Drayton Writes, the Prompt is lake!
Write a 100 word story.
And tag me if you take up the challenge.

I’ve just inherited an old house I didn’t even know my parents owned. The executor in charge of handing over the keys warned me about two murders that happened here. Not my parents. Not inside the house. So at least I have that small comfort. Both drowned in the nearby lake. The part that cuts across the property.

The first night was difficult. I heard two people screaming for help and without thinking I went running. I don’t make that mistake anymore. Even now when it sounds like three voices screaming. And I swear one of them sounds like me…

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