The Empty Elevator by Umar A.
It was the night of the blizzard - the 17th of October, 1998 - that my wife, Fernanda, and I found ourselves en-route to Samuel Peterson’s mansion in the woods. It was an impressive structure, though it looked almost gothic bogged down in the snow, with white lights throwing shadows over the lawn.
“I gotta say, I do like his sense of style.”
“Sam’s always fancied himself something of a Victorian.” I said, helping Fernanda out the car. Hugging our coats close to our bodies, breathing into our scarves, we stepped onto the porch and rang the doorbell. A young man with a dashing smile and a firm handshake opened the door, ushering us inside.
“Name’s Harold,” he said,“ I don’t think we’ve met. You must be Mr Graham. Sam’s told me all about you.”
“Only good things, I hope.”
“Of course. And this is your lovely wife, I presume?”
Fernanda smiled, “The one and only.”
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“I gotta say, I do like his sense of style.”
“Sam’s always fancied himself something of a Victorian.” I said, helping Fernanda out the car. Hugging our coats close to our bodies, breathing into our scarves, we stepped onto the porch and rang the doorbell. A young man with a dashing smile and a firm handshake opened the door, ushering us inside.
“Name’s Harold,” he said,“ I don’t think we’ve met. You must be Mr Graham. Sam’s told me all about you.”
“Only good things, I hope.”
“Of course. And this is your lovely wife, I presume?”
Fernanda smiled, “The one and only.”
Inside, the house was ...
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