My aunt ran a shelter for ghostsall kinds: shades, spooks, specters seekers seeking hauntable ... [+]
My aunt ran a shelter for ghostsall kinds: shades, spooks, specters seekers seeking hauntable ... [+]
The old woman opened her eyes, blinked a few times, and sat up in bed. She turned this way and that, peering at the objects in the small room: a low, narrow bed with fairytale figures carved in the ... [+]