Published: November 12th, 2013Description:
C. Moore Catholic High School's 10-year reunion was organized as many reunions are - to reminisce, to see who had made a success of their lives, and in truth, to gossip on who had not. But this party in the secluded, 1890's mansion once owned by a long dead, paranoid WWII Veteran, was to become anything but typical.
After a horrible accident within the mansion, the alumni realize they are locked in and fighting for their lives. Instantly, tempers rise and fingers are pointed as the number of living alumni begins to rapidly decrease. Theories range from there being a murderer in the midst to the mansion possibly being haunted by the previous owner's ghost.
Who or what is responsible and will anyone make it out alive?
Find out for yourself in this combination of a mystery and psychological thriller, with a twisted ending!
Quotes:
“Contrary to what you believe, Ms. Belle, we’re all going to die, if not here, then somewhere else. I for one was hoping to die like the legends: Build a legacy that hugs the entire world, then leave on my own terms while still young,” Lauryn mumbled, waving her hands in the air. “To die, will be an awfully big adventure!” she recited, referring to a quote from Peter Pan. “Wake me up when it’s over.”
“Maybe we could focus on getting out of here, if we weren’t being killed off one by one! By the time we do find a way out, we’ll all be pushing daisies!” Allan proclaimed.
“No one ever thought we’d all die together in an old house. I sort of wish it would just happen already. I’m tired of sitting here awaiting my turn,” Tyler said in frustration, watching Taylor finally make her way down the stairs.
"The group braced themselves for the worst, which was exactly what happened...The force of the gunshot pushed her back, causing her to stumble. When Theodore and Samantha opened their eyes and look down, they were already standing in a quickly growing pool of blood."
"Blood poured down her clothing and shot out of the wound in spurts with each of her heartbeats. She slapped her hand over her neck but by then way too much blood had gushed out. She scanned over the room with a look of immense horror as she fell face first to the floor…"
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A. A. Pencil works part time as a school nurse at an all-boys Catholic school in New York City. As a Lupus survivor, she uses writing as a significant part of her therapy and you will see influences from classical writers such as Agatha Christie and Edgar Alan Poe in her work.When not working or writing, she enjoys cooking, shopping and walking. She has sponsored a child in Mexico for over three years with a children's organization. She currently lives in a borough of New York City with her extended family who are her greatest supporters.
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