The Curse of 1977 (Book 2)

Chapter 21

2:58 a.m.

Charles snored away that early morning. The window beside his bed was wide open, allowing in only a faint whisper of cool air into the already stuffy apartment.His rest was a stressful one.

He had to force himself to fall asleep, and hearing Lynnette's crying voice ringing repeatedly back in his dreams didn't help matters at all.Clothed in only a tank top shirt and boxers, the man laid flat on his stomach with his left hand dangling off the bed.

Underneath the bed, however, there was another appendage, a claw that was slowly reaching out from under. It crept its way upwards until it touched Charles' limp hand. The very second it was able to connect, the claw violently snatched the man off the bed and onto the floor where it then proceeded to pull a waking Charles under.

but the evil force had him to where he could not only free himself, but where he couldn't even yell for help, as

under the bed, the bed itself wobbled and vibrated for at least two whole minutes before spilling Charles' body back out onto the floor in a

while crying like a baby. Neighbors banged against the wall and hollered for him to "keep quiet," and "shut up," but the man just could not stop sobbing. It was as if he had lost any

radiator, Charles Mercer could not even pray...he couldn't even remember a God.

late. Charles, still adorned in his nighttime wear, slowly walked up the staircase until he found himself at a

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