Horror Stories from Horrified - Volume One (2)

Lily asked.
The r esponse to her question was an emphatic silence, and as Lily peer ed back at
the old man she was met w ith a steely glar e. Lily star ed back, never one to back
away fr om a little confr ontation. After a moment, Mister Gr egor y r egained his
composur e, the smile coming back to his face.
"Ahem. I am not one w ho believes in the par anor mal, Miss Lily."
"May I ask w hy not?"
Mor e silence fr om Mister Gr egor y suggested that w hatever the r eason, Lily w ould
not get an answ er. Lily, undeter r ed, continued pr ying.
"I only enquir e about the par anor mal as much of my disser tation r esear ch is
based ar ound the infamous collection of inscr iptions etched into glass that w er e
discover ed her e in Middleton. The ones that w er e r umour ed to be able to let spir its
cr oss r ealities."
Mister Gr egor y laughed a little.
"?I see, Miss Lily. I suppose that is w hy you w er e so eager to w or k her e?"
Lily nodded, going a little r ed. "I admit I figur ed this shop was an ideal place to
finish my r esear ch. But w hen I ar r ived to chat w ith you last w eek, w ell-"
Lily motioned to the waves of books that sur r ounded the tw o of them.
"- it seemed as though this place was cr ying out for some or ganisation. So, I
figur ed I could help you for a w hile, in r etur n for a few books I could take away for
r esear ch."
Mister Gr egor y gr unted. A gr unt of r eluctant appr oval.
"Well, I appr eciate your honesty, my dear , though I w ish you had told me that
you w er e studying the par anor mal. I w ould have told you that you?d be out of luck
her e."
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