#lyncus

I wasn’t!!!

shit u got me

Dears. Thank you so much. This year has been horrible, probably just because I decided to skip taking meds for months. I’m slowly recovering from that, fortunately. I hope all the best for you. Take it slowly. Open the window when you wake up. Put on some good music. Slowly we’ll get there. <3

The landlord readily agreed. During the evening in question, loud noises were heard, as if a hundred guests were tramping up the stairs, and an ungodly racket issued from the room. Precisely at one o’clock, the sound abruptly stopped, as if the party had simply vanished. The next day the landlord ‘s servant, who had been spying through the keyhole, was found mortally ill. Before dying, the servant claimed to have seen the Devil himself having a wedding party in the flat.For centuries, people passing this house late at night have heard unexplainable party noises, and these only stopped once a later owner of the flat, tired of the complaints, bricked up the window.