Back in the day, they called it the Pastor's Chair. It once sat in the corner of the old church school on the hill in Babylon Georgia. A place where naughty children were forced to sit. But no child wanted to sit in it more than once, as it whispered dark evil thoughts into their minds. They did not know the true origins of the chair, or what secret it held.
He hadn't forgotten how small towns like this were built like Venice in Italy, on canals of hidden secrets.
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