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Charlie and Cora sat on the front porch just watching another day go by. Years had passed since either of them had done anything meaningful. Neither one was much for socializing with the neighbors, not that there were many of them left in this forgotten mining town. But none of that mattered to them. They were content to spend their afternoons sitting on the porch watching the scant traffic and listening to the sounds of the impending night. Some in town said the two of them were waiting for something on that porch. Some suggested they were waiting for death, though it was said in jest many thought there was a bit of truth to the statement.
On this particular day, as Cora and Charlie sat, not saying much of anything, a slight, older gentlemen dressed in a tidy suit strode up their walk. Charlie and Cora smiled politely at the gentleman, no words passed between them. Cora, Charlie, and the gentlemen all found their way inside. First Cora, then Charlie, followed by the man dressed in the tidy suit. Once inside nobody knows what happened. What people do know is that neither Cora, nor Charlie have been seen since. Some say death did visit them that day, but nobody knows for sure. If you find the man in the tidy suit, maybe he can tell you.
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It was like that when I got here....I swear.
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