Outcasts - D1

Outcasts – CH2

The fire brigade led to paperwork. The police also resulted in paperwork. Who knew that burning down a house you owned, a building standing on the grounds you owned, could be so damn complicated? Daniel should have known. Had he thought about it for more than thirty seconds, he would have known. Patient he could be, he also could be reckless. It was hardly the one million pound question on a game show. You can’t…

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Outcasts - D1

Outcasts – CH1

Daniel sat at the desk in his house. It had been over five years. Four and a half since he had left the hospital, and now they ask him this? He had been found gibbering the in gardens, ranting about long-dead black magic preachers, skeletons in the basement and walking dead housekeepers. He had told everyone who would listen that he had killed himself, blown his brains all over the porch and watched himself die.…

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Outcasts - D1

Outcasts – Prologue PT2

Daniel looked around the room once again, looking for an escape. He scanned the four walls, he jumped for the door. Hoping that he could reach it,¬†knowing¬†that it was far too high. Daniel slumped into the corner of the room. Not wanting to look, he heard the noise of it as it burrowed free. What was once slow was now moving at speed. The scraping, scratching and shifting of the mud seemed to be amplified…

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Outcasts - D1

Outcasts – Prologue – PT1

Danial James was a paranormal researcher; it was something he had done since his twenties. Nearly two decades in the business, and still, he had not, until this point, found any actual proof. He had walked away five years earlier, not because he no longer believed. Many who worked in the trade become so disillusioned that they gave it up. The optimism of youth would have told them that they would be the one; they’d…

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