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The Lord saw how great man's wickedness on the earth had become, and that every inclination of the thoughts of his heart was only evil all the time. Genesis 6:5 13 Curves, the infamous estate of the late Francis Danbury, has had a reputation around town for more than a century. None of the Danbury clan want anything to do with it and the only family to live in it other than the original Danbury's, have disappeared. For half a century it has sat alone on top of his hill, dominating the town of Pleasantgate Point, like scandal over a powerful politician. Its secrets, no more than rumor and hearsay, spread across the town in the hearts of every citizen. Evil, in all its glory, was being born in his basement. Unexplainable evil that no one dared admit to, afraid to admit that something like that could have existed at one point much less in their small town. When Francis Danbury died before the turn of the century, everyone assumed the evil did too, only they were wrong. Evil never dies. The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness. Joseph Conrad (1857 - 1924), Under Western Eyes, 1911 |
| Chapter | 1 | The Witching Hour | 11.50k |
| Chapter | 2 | Underneath the Light are Long Shadows | 11.88k |