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Scarecrow of 1889

There once was a boy who was an orphan and suffered abuse from his village residents. The only friend he had was the dummy scarecrow on the field, whom he talked to. One day, a wealthy man brutally beat the boy. The next morning, the wealthy man was found dead, and the scarecrow was covered in blood.  Terrified, the villagers were convinced that the scarecrow had come to life to avenge its tormented friend. And it was the last scarecrow ever placed again in the fields, considering it a sign of death.  —   After scarecrow dolls begin appearing in the streets of Riddleford next to murder victims, the town is thrown into chaos. When the hunt for the mystery scarecrow murderer begins, it is only a matter of time before the famous Frontier Hall Opera House employees are subjected to suspicion, each protecting a secret of their own. But is that all that is going on? Or is there something unseen?

ash_knight17 · History
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60 Chs

Deep into the mind

"Breathe in and out. In and out. Feel the air enter your body and fill your lungs. Let everything fade away around you and only listen to me," Teddy said calmly, easing Sylvester to a half awakened self. After several minutes, he asked, "Can you hear me?"

"Yes," came the feeble voice from Sylvester.

"What is your full name, Sylvester?" Teddy asked.

"Sylvester Crowley."

"Do you have a sibling, Sylvester?"

"An elder sister," Sylvester answered calmly, sinking further into the chair.

"Did you have a good childhood?" Teddy questioned, and Jane waited for the answer to be no. 

"I had a wonderful childhood," Sylvester replied with contentment. 

Jane wondered if it meant that there was no childhood trauma and if Teddy's diagnosis was wrong. But then Sylvester's features began to change, and the air was completely different from what she had witnessed previously.