Kneel On My Desk

The walk up the steep hill past the old cemetery felt like a march to the gallows. The silence wrapping around me was suffocating, pressing against my eardrums. Nobody ever ventured up this winding street. The townsfolk whispered the overgrown path was haunted, and rumors suggested the lone house perched at the top of the hill was Kaelen’s private sanctuary for his endless sexual escapades.

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