The Basement Anatomy
The air in the Vance estate did not circulate; it stagnated, thick with the scent of rotting magnolias and old secrets. The house sat like a decaying tooth in the center of a sprawling, moss-choked swamp in the heart of Georgia. To the townspeople of Oakhaven, the estate was a place of superstition, a monument to a family whose blood had curdled over generations. Silas Vance lived in the belly...
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