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Was it goblins, or ghouls, or some new fangled curse? Or were all of these noises from something much worse? Then a chill that I felt, just a small tiny speck, grew and grew up my spine, then grew right up my neck. Then the hair on my neck rose with each inch I walked (a feeling one gets when they’re now being stalked). And I knew at that moment my friend’s dad was right.
