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"Marley was dead, to begin with. There is no doubt whatsoever about that, the register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker and the clergyman. Continue..." Sally had always held a curiosity for necrophilia and this seemed like a fate delivered opportunity too good to miss......  | |||
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"Ebinezer realises he wasn’t alone on that wind swept road, peering in the dark he could make out..." A lurching, shadowy form...... | |||
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"I don't recognise you, nor your name, so on yer bike geezer. The air perceptibly warmed as his body moved away. Quickening the pace, misshappenstance the ... " Well that’s ended that story ?? | |||
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