Louis had checked: the cat was dead, and that was why he had buried it. Even so, incomprehensibly, the cat had returned home. Church was there again, as Louis Creed feared and desired. Because his little daughter Ellie had entrusted him with taking care of the cat, and Church ...
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Louis had checked: the cat was dead, and that was why he had buried it. Even so, incomprehensibly, the cat had returned home. Church was there again, as Louis Creed feared and desired. Because his little daughter Ellie had entrusted him with taking care of the cat, and Church had been run over and killed. Louis had checked: the cat was dead; he had even buried it beyond the pet cemetery. However, Church had returned, and his eyes were crueler and more wicked than before. But he was there again, and Ellie would not regret it. Louis Creed would regret it. Because beyond the pet cemetery, even beyond the log fence that no one dared to cross and the forty-five steps, the malignant power of the ancient Indian burial ground claimed him with macabre avidity... |
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