| «That must be it!»
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| Through the summer rain of 1845
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| The coach had finally arrived.
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| To the valley where the crossroads meet below,
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| And where all darkness seems to grow.
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| People blame it on the Hill…
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| The hill where no one dares to go…
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| The Mansion… where no one dares to go.
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| The coach had stopped, and from the window you could see
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| Seven horsemen in the night.
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| Miriam Natias and Jonathan la Fey
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| Saw the magic in their eyes.
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| They were in for a surprise…
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| The darkness would soon be complete.
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| A horseman came forth from the dark…
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| «We know you’ve come to inherit what’s yours… The Mansion.
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| Take our advise and go back on this night.
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| If you refuse 18 will become 9… Oh No!»
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| Oh 18 is 9!
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| Jonathan laughed and said, «Get out of my way.
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| I don’t believe a word you say.»
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| The seven horsemen disappeared into the night.
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| «Someday you’ll need our help, my friend…»
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| I think poor Jonathan was scared…
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| 18 is actually 9… It stuck in his mind… |