Chapter Twenty-Three: Hoodoo or Voodoo? Neither, it's Magic
As the heavy wind pulsed around us, I felt the goosebumps prickled down my skin. A shiver struck down in my spine accompanied by the nauseating and disgusting smell that reminded me of rotting flesh. No wonder I was feeling heady and dazed. Who wouldn’t? I bet that anyone who was five meters close to this guy would have a heart attack in one minute tops. Lucky me, my family was prone to cardiac arrest. Well, I guess since my dad or even uncle Road hasn’t collapsed yet. After saying his welcoming introduction into his “paradise”, that creepy guy just kept pacing back and forth in front of me that my world was starting to spin around, muttering to himself. Now that I had a good look in his face, which I preferred not to see at all, I noticed weird things about him. First of all, he had this
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