Cyclone Sally

      L.K. Scott
Cyclone Sally

For Cadence, life is about to go from bad to worse. Turning to alcohol after her fiancé dumped her and left her nearly homeless, she is forced to move into an apartment with a history of love, lust, betrayal, and murder. By the end of the first night, Cadence fears she might not be alone.My head felt as if it had been cracked open, my eyeballs pushing themselves out of their sockets. I had woken up on the coarse wooden floors. I wish I hadn’t woken up at all. The quiet residents of Langham Manor had never indicated their presence through sight nor evidence of sound. I could have been the only tenant, though sometimes I heard a slight scratching and assumed a pigeon had perched itself upon my window. I don’t know if any of that made me feel better or worse. I couldn’t possibly feel more alone.Until I found the photograph in my closet. Someone had burned holes through where his eyes would've been. I knew who did it. The crazy bitch known as Cyclone Sally who had died in my apartment before I moved in. The problem is, she never left.And now she wants me out, except I have nowhere else to go. Not all our mistakes can be forgiven, especially when they are repeated and promises are broken. A broken life is a nightmare and I wish I could wake up. I know I've done some things wrong, but I can't remember what they were. All I know is they cannot be put right.Welcome to apartment 503, my home, my nightmare.

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