MLMM Wordle #209

I couldn’t grasp what was going on. Out of the trapdoor in the attic, a form, a shell of a person, flew into the room. It was grey, no, red, then it was black, then grey again. A huge puzzle to the eyes and nubilious in the judgment of an experienced mind.

I did not believe my eyes. My brain started to sizzle as I peered at the spectre. My vision would not infuse my brain to understand what I was seeing.

A man in the corner fell back into his chair in shock. It was a hagridden image of his dead wife. It swirled around him and lifted him back towards the trapdoor.

The unfortunate man was never seen again. After close inspection of the attic no remains were found and the others who witnessed it, never spoke of it again.


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