Haunted Coast #60

I picked them up. Turned towards him, my hand outstretched.

I’m sure these weren’t here before.

That feather… He frowned. Like a dream catcher’s.

But much older than the one downstairs.

I think you shouldn’t stay here alone. He took my hand. Just until we figure this out.

I nodded.

(280 characters)

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