House-of-Windows

A Story by Abishai100

Three witnesses make for an incomplete-lines reading in the 'Hell' created by a windows-house in the American Homeland, haunted and offering 'dogma' bread/fruit.

An incomplete-lines ghostly tale about endured darkness, inspired (very-loosely) by House (Steve Miner).

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative horror-fiction contains images/referenced with no commercial/explicit ties to any representative person(s)/body and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' interpretation).

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A special Earthling suburbia (Homeland-Jersey) studio-townhouse was somehow inhabited or 'possessed' by the spirits of some unholy message and found a transit of 3 special (American Homeland) citizens taking-up residence, each with their own special incomplete-distances readings for the quality of dialysis for the Ego. Follow along.

AMLAN SATAN: "I know what I saw, and that's what I'm writing-down in my special house-of-windows journal (here)...I was divorced and then remarried and my 2nd-wife was killed in a drunk-driving accident, and I saw the specter of my dead-wife inside that (Homeland-Jersey) studio-townhouse wandering around naked, and it wasn't her but a messenger of some host of ghosts, and they wanted too look like her, her beautiful self, and I thought about modern Earthling residence/traffic superstitions that made for incomplete-lines IQ for Selfie-commentary culture for outright Hell."

EZZY HARRIS: "I was acquitted of a horrid insider-corporate scandal in the challenged Windy-City of Bulls/Bears markets and opted to move into the stranger (Homeland-Jersey) studio-townhouse where I'd work on a new sports-market line workshop project when I started seeing the ghostly apparitions swaying me to write about anything but football, and I knew (then) these horrifying specters had no agenda to be not-relentless (or scary!) if I opted to write about football, and when one threw a knife at my hand, creating a 'gash-of-dialysis' for Hell, I thought about a Selfie-commentary culture reading about an incomplete-lines IQ of a woman in a sports-case 'chess-tied' to steroids/illegal-enhancement dowry."

CHRIS YANG: "Well, I had this friend who I had to leave-behind on a war-battlefield and returned-home as a (decorated) war-veteran (Middle-East) and settled into that (Homeland-Jersey) studio-townhouse where I opted to use some family-money to simply retire and relax and make paintings (for myself) when I started to see the very strange apparition of an old gray-hair covered monstrous-man who called himself Stanley, and I wondered if my incomplete-lines quest for Earthling 'insurance' drew in me that special 'consciousness' of haunted-house dodecahedrons, for Selfie-commentary culture 'dialysis' in desolations (wow)."