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    The Dark Crow Smiles: Requiem of A Dream 2
    The Dark Crow Smiles: Requiem of A Dream 2
    The Dark Crow Smiles: Requiem of A Dream 2
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    The Dark Crow Smiles: Requiem of A Dream 2

    By Eve Hathaway

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    From the Publisher that brought you popular short story series Witching Call, Hostile Hearts, Earthbound Angels, The January Morrison Files Psychic Series, Ralph's Gift, Song of Teeth, Children of Time, Chains of Darkness, Tropical Storms, Friend Zone, The Magaram Legends, The Night Sculptor Series, and now, Requiem for a Dream...

    "It was with a strange serenity that I accepted the fact that I was dying. Here, in the basement of this hellish house, I was going to die a sweet, slow death all alone. Only I wasn't alone."
    TO DIE A SWEET, SLOW DEATH

    Continuously trapped in his great grandfather’s manor, and without any sign whatsoever of his missing relative, Judas Stoker is determined to make his daring, midnight escape. Armed with only his desperation, he hastily exits the mansion only to discover that the maniacal servants aren’t the only ones lurking in the shadows. He comes face to face with the manor’s dark Guardian.

    Thwarted in his escape and severely injured, Judas goes in search of the mysterious crying child that has been haunting his nightmares since his arrival. Accompanied by the disembodied voice of his mother, he begins his decent into the absolute horror of the house, never imagining the extent of the hell to be encountered in the center of the labyrinth.

    There are terrifying things hidden in the bowels of the house that he could never have even dreamed of. The deeper he goes, the more fragmented his mind becomes, until he can no longer differentiate between what’s real and what isn’t. Are these really just nightmares, or are they demonic encounters? And what of the mansion’s servants, Bast and Blu? Are they devils, or is it merely the fever that causes Judas to perceive them as such?

    The stage is set, the players are all in place, and the crimson curtain is about to rise. In this black, macabre dance, everyone knows the steps except for the star. But even so, the show must go on, and some sacrifices have to be made.

    The game is just beginning.

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    The smell came first, hitting my senses like a heavy handed slap to the face. I was forced to pause in my progress as the reek of decay and singed, putrid meat washed over me. It became so powerful that my throat closed and I gagged while my insides thrashed mutinously. I squinted through watery eyes at the shape unfurling in the fog before me. It was so dark that I almost wasn’t sure what I was looking at, but the closer I came the more obvious it was.

    A tall man, taller than Blu or any other human I had ever seen stood before me on the ridge. Head to toe, he was clad in a black suit that seemed impervious to the rain. His skin was charcoal and his hair and eyes were also pitch black, though not any natural black I had ever seen, but an ashen darkness blacker than ink. He said nothing to me but the twin coals of his eyes burned into mine causing my body to become paralyzed.

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    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSandra Ross
    Release dateSep 17, 2013
    ISBN9781301729265
    The Dark Crow Smiles: Requiem of A Dream 2

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      The Dark Crow Smiles - Eve Hathaway

      The Dark Crow Smiles

      By Eve Hathaway

      Published by Publications Circulations LLC.

      SmashWords Edition

      All contents copyright (C) 2013 by Publications Circulations LLC. All rights reserved. No part of this document or the related files may be reproduced or transmitted in any form, by any means (electronic, photocopying, recording, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of the publisher.

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, companies and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of either the author or the publisher.

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      Chapter One

      I INTENDED TO escape with every fiber of my being. Every bone ached for it. The fantasy of it consumed my very soul. I longed for it, schemed for it as I stared blankly out the bay window in my room at the dishwater sky.

      The courtyard was empty, as it always was, and the wrought-iron fence was full of dents that a thin, driven individual such as myself would be able to take advantage of.

      Once I get past the fence, all I would need to do was to keep walking until I hit the main road. I could hitchhike back to the city and then... well, who really cared. Anywhere was better than here. I almost couldn't remember what it was like to wake up without being terrified.

      Not that I actually 'woke up' anymore anyways, sleep was a luxury my body no longer permitted itself. The precipice between reality and my dreams had blurred, and I was no longer positive which was which.

      Yes, freedom was close enough to see but still so far away. The real problem was getting from the window in my room to the courtyard itself. I had spent as much time as I could trying to conceive a plausible route that would get me down in one piece.

      The only way I could see it happening was for me to climb from my window to the roof. I would have to scale sideways on it for at least 50 feet before there was a balcony where I could drop into. From there, I would be able climb down the trellis and viola! Sweet freedom.

      Simple, no?

      The night I decided to finally put my plan in motion was the night I once again heard the far off crying of a heart-broken child. For many nights, I had been plagued by the wail, but it had quite suddenly stopped when I asked Blu who was the cause. He gave me a very tight look as he closed the curtains to my room and bundled up my used clothes.

      It's no one, the butler insisted. Just the wind, that's all. Sometimes it makes strange noises.

      Just the wind. He would give me no other explanation than that and immediately after, the crying stopped. It was the lack of it, more than anything else that convinced me that I was right.

      Someone else was in the house with me. Not my great grandfather, but a child.

      My curiosity might have spurned me to go in search of it, had not my desperation to be free of the manor been so great. I threw every gram of energy I possessed into preparing, from mapping out my coarse to stashing

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