(S7) - Weekend PT 2 - Friday the 13th

[Roly]

So Darren Morris grew up down the street from most of his extended family. His grandmother lived around the corner in an old house; a house that his great great grandfather had actually built way back when the town he was born in was founded. Since then it had remained in his family. Lots of relatives had passed away there, most peacefully, some violently. But the back section of the house had been used for the first 100 years as tenant short-term renting. And there were a few deaths that occurred that were not so pleasant. So although Morris is quite used to getting chills and spooks while at his grandmother’s, the staircase in the storage section – the former tenant section – was his worse fear growing up. There was always the sensation of someone running at you from behind to push you down it. He’d have recurring nightmares of that exact scenario; waking right when his head was about to crash into the steps. It turns out two former tenants had fallen to their deaths on the staircase, one pushed from a scorned lover.

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