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The old grandfather clock chimed its bells as it struck past midnight . 113 years have passed . The time had come again ...
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Legend has it that every 113 years , clocks around the world would chime 13 , just after midnight . After the 13th chime time would freeze for an hour and monsters from our worst nightmares would escape and become rampant ...
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Due to sleep , no one has ever heard the 13th chime . Because of this , the monsters have never escaped , and never will ...
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A little boy , no more than five , wandered through the dark hallways of the house . He had black hair with stunning blue eyes . He carried a small teddy bear , old and worn from age . He was shivering , having just woken from a nightmare . Seeking the comfort of his mother , he went in search of her room ...
Thirteen ...
There was a slight growling noise when the boy passed a closet . He stopped , curious as to what it was . The door was open and inside it was pitch black . He moved closer and could hear a steady harsh breathing as if from a large creature . He moved even closer , trying to find out what was in there . Suddenly , something reached out and pulled him in ...
... Until now !
A young woman , no more than twenty or so , woke up to the sound of her son's screaming . She got up and ran throughout the house trying to find him . He was nowhere to be found ... no matter how hard she searched for him . It was as if there were no trace of him left behind ...
The only thing she found was a teddy bear near the opened closet in the hallway ...