Julie Kramer stopped her car at the mouth of the gigantic driveway that led up to the old Kramer estate. She had grown up in this house, and had been so happy to leave it once she was eighteen, and now, at twenty five, she found herself there, at those giant black metal gates again.
She could feel her stomach knotting up as the gates creaked open.
You’re home again. That damn little voice in her head wouldn’t shut up. Maybe it was her father’s ghost taunting her from beyond the grave.
He was the one who always said she would return. He was the one who said she couldn’t escape her family, or Spirit Lake for that matter. It was in her blood.
She had always thought that her dad was a crazy old man, but maybe, just maybe he was right about this.
She gently hit the gas petal, and started the trek up the long driveway that led to the Gothic mansion she had once called home, and it seemed, for the time being, would be calling home again.
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