Bluehouse is haunted by trolls! All day, some thing has been calling the store over and over and over again. The first half dozen or so times, there was silence on the other line. Finally this thing starts speaking... sort of. It keeps mumbling in a raspy voice that might be in Spanish, might be in trollish. It might want food, or it might want our
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What if the germs begin to fashion weapons and blast through your barred bedroom door defenses?
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