A voice cries in the night on the Bentwood Estates. No one knows who the spirit is or why it haunts the Estate. Some say it was always there even before the first building was raised. All that anyone knows is that the cryer becomes more active at midnight, at a birth, and at a death. The people who live there have become used to their unnatural tenant and take some droll satisfaction in the reactions of others as they spend the night.
This was something you needed to know.
STRANGE SPANNERS being an accounting of strangeness of the warp and woof of my mind For those of you new here, think of this as 1/2 "Night Gallery" Our Motto: Nos somnium quisnam es futurus fatum quod insolitus tutus vos!
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