Once there was a remote institute for the mentally disabled. Everything had been going fine and many patients had left for the outside, but things were about to change.
His name was Sanders Mellaw Creep. He was kind and cheery sometimes as little to cheery, but everyone liked him, the reason he was in there was he was over enthusiastic and had rather secret dark
condition. No the institute had began to get a little empty and hollow and workers took months of at a time, so they decided to close it down. Because it was too far away to be closed down properly
the authority’s let the remaining patients there. And this was when Sanders Mellaw Creep shone the darkest.
Miranda and her husband Nate enjoyed trekking into the unknown, searching every nook and cranny trying to find some hidden beauty. This trek on the remote Scottish west coast had been delight so
far. The place was so beautiful, there were great mountains made entirely of stone looking like they were fingers poking through purple heather clad paper. The beaches were like nothing they
expected, crescent shaped white beaches glowing in the sun what was actually out more than they had expected.
It was heaven, until a fatal storm forced them from heaven too hell.
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