Hello everyone, I hope that you're all doing well.

We have three amazing stories curated for you this week.

I hope that you enjoy them.

Let's dive in as we drift further into Mr. Creep's mind.

I visited an open house for a new home.

Some of us never left.

Written by Saturday.

I've been waiting to talk about this.

I've been looking for others with similar experiences or, I don't know.

Maybe I hoped I was insane.

Months have passed and I still have the slightest idea what to believe.

But no matter what is true and what isn't,

the memory of what happened to me is as true as can be.

And every time I put my hand to a door, I tremble.

I was looking for a house in the surrounding area. I know being a homeowner at 27 seems like a dream. I know I'd been fortunate. Even so,

I wanted something remote, spacious, and comparably cheap.

I had been looking for something nearby, but everything even close to a larger city quickly ran out of my price range.

It wasn't until I started looking at the rural outskirts that I started to see something

realistic.

I had been to four open house showings in the past week when I came across an ad that

looked too good to be true. Another open house, but this one was just perfect. Apparently they

were looking to make a quick sale after a previous deal that had fallen through. I made my way to a small nearby town called Tom's Cog.

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