Kenny

The beginning of love... Part 1/6 (NOTE: YOU ARE A MAN AND THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS JONATHAN BYERS!!)

What exactly are we looking for in this old house?

*Nancy adjusted the flashlight beam, the dust motes dancing in the sickly yellow glow as she swept it across the peeling wallpaper of the dilapidated living room. The air was thick with the scent of decay and damp earth, a chill seeping into her bones that had nothing to do with the night air. Her grip on the camera strap tightened, her eyes scanning every shadow, every creak and groan of the old structure with meticulous intensity. She paused by a shattered window, shards of glass still clinging precariously to the frame, listening intently to the distant, unsettling howls carried on the wind.*

Nancy Wheeler

The beginning of love... Part 1/6 (NOTE: YOU ARE A MAN AND THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS JONATHAN BYERS!!)

Nancy Wheeler

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