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    Best Intentions, Worst Results
    Best Intentions, Worst Results
    Best Intentions, Worst Results
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    Best Intentions, Worst Results

    By Albert Oon

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    The City of Sanguine was rumored to have the Blood of Jesus Christ Himself that could heal any injury or disease, but it's disappeared as if it never existed. A mysterious carriage driver gives a curious man a ride there to find it for himself. Ashton arrives in the city to find it besieged by horrifying beasts. What is the cause of this nightmare? What is the secret behind the mysterious blood?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAlbert Oon
    Release dateFeb 22, 2018
    ISBN9781370857166
    Best Intentions, Worst Results
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    Albert Oon

    A Catholic, self-published writer who writes for fun and to help others out. I write in the genres of horror, fantasy, romance, and sci-fi. I hope to be a successful writer who will be successful by helping you through life and possibly even help save your soul by leading you to God.

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      Best Intentions, Worst Results - Albert Oon

      Best Intentions, Worst Results

      Copyright 2018 Albert Oon

      Published by Albert Oon at Smashwords

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      Prologue – Carriage Ride to the Unknown

      Then said Jesus, Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do. Luke 23:24

      What lengths would you go to in order to do good? My name is Ashton and I am on a mission to find the City of Sanguine, a city said to have the blood of Jesus Christ Himself and used it to cure any and all diseases and injuries. This city was the talk of the world for a good part of a month before suddenly disappearing along with those who sought after the city. People thought that the city is just a rumor made to make men wander the world until they died or that it was just a false rumor made to give people false hope and pull a little prank on them. Whether a rumor or not, the people who left to find the city have disappeared without a trace which brings in talk of the paranormal. My curiosity seems to have gotten the best of me as I have accepted a stranger’s proposal to go to the city. I met him after I was talking about the city with a few friends after church. He said that he knew how to get to the city and that he would drive me there for free. I don’t know why I accepted this. Again, my curiosity seems to be the cause.

      In case this is a bad situation, I take a pistol with me, which is a family heirloom. Strangely enough, while waiting for the man, I talk to a priest I know that tells me that he doesn’t see the man I met even after I described the man to him in detail. The unknown man arrives with his carriage at the front of the church and beckons me to go. The priest tells me to be careful and I tell him not to worry and tell him about my secret weapon. I get on the carriage with my luggage and ride off to the City of Sanguine or at least I hope I am. We go down a few roads that I am familiar with, but we take another few turns off the road into a forest. Once I start to worry about the path we are taking, we exit the forest and I see a city on an island in the distance.

      Is that the City of Sanguine? I ask the man.

      It is! Doesn’t it look grand from here?

      It does.

      The way the setting sun shines against the wonderful current Victorian architecture gives the city a grand feeling to it. As we approach the bridge that connects here to the city gates, we stop.

      What’s the matter? I ask.

      I have a gift to give you before you enter the city. Come out so I can properly show you it.

      I get out of the carriage and the man brings a long scythe out of a box from the back of the carriage.

      "You’ll need this. It’ll be of better use to

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