Unknown Story

Updated: 10/16/2021
Unknown Story

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  • That fatal night, my sister left her room,next door to our stepfather's, and came to mine.
  • Never, but why do you ask?
  • Tell me Helen, have you ever heard anyone whistle in the dead of night?
  • Oh! Don't worry, it must be your imagination.
  • Because during the last few nights, about three in the morning, I have heard a low, clear whistle.
  • And, with that she went to her room. I could not sleep at that night. I had a vague feeling that something terrible might happen. The wind was howling outside, and the rain beating against the windows. And then...
  • What happened Julia?!
  • Oh my god Helen!! It was the band! The speckled band!