John had been working at the inn for white some time now. After 37 years of working, he had yet seen any ghost from the Legend of Dewer’s Hollow. Apparently, no living person had ever seen the ghost. But he was determined to be the first. One night, he woke up at 3:24. It was quite unusual for John to have trouble sleeping, and he rarely woke in the middle of the night. However, this time, he was sweating, his heart racing, and he felt like he was being choked. His vision went black, and he passed out.
The next time he awoke he was much more calm, no sweat, no heartbeat; in fact, it was almost too silent for his comfort. And as he scanned the room, in the corner, there she was. The woman from the Legend of Dewer’s Hollow. Her eyes were milky white, like beaded pearls that lost their shine. Her tattered long dress matched her eyes and her glowing skin, gliding on top of the floorboards as she made her way across the room. John wasn’t scared, but relieved. He had finally been the first person to see her.
But as the legend goes, no living person has ever seen the ghost if Dewer’s Hollow.
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