I'm forever searching for new ways to haunt and disturb myself and my visitors...the portraits remind me of Mr. Coleman's spooky paintings that hung in the parlor of the Mt. Shoals house. I watched as their eyes followed me across the room, and imagined their creamy skin slowly transforming into the rotting flesh of a decaying corpse. A nine year old with a deliciously frightening imagination, who obviously wasn't alone. Terrifying minds think alike. Thanks Horror Dome!




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