The Ghosts of Temple Bruer part 19

A curse did seem to be placed on Temple Bruer, many could only speculate, but in the end, terrible fate awaits anybody who lives in the castle. Whether the curse followed them after they left, one can never say. Sarah, never returned. They said that no one escaps the curse. Sarah, never remarried, a few years later her sister was murdered. Sarah, believed she was damned, and those she loved perished around her. Her curse was sealed when she set foot on Temple Bruer.

Five days later, Aki’s body was found floating on the pond, and as for John Hawthorn, he was never found, and the mystery of the castle continued. Sarah, learned years later that the castle had once more burned down. The gardens became overgrown, and the pond had dried up. There was a peaceful look about the place, but if anyone dared to trespass it would bring a chill to the trespasser.

There was an ominous feeling i the lands of Temple Bruer, a silence that dominated it. No birds chirped or rustled in the trees, no wind would blew, no animal could be seen or heard, no tree would sway, no insect buzzed or crawled, all was still, all was dead silent. Not even the leaves that were trampled by passerby’s never made a sound, as if everything was muted, and nothing could be heard.

Once in a while, Sheriff Crosby would drive the empty lot, and felt a shiver run down his spine. The landscape was beautiful to look at, but there was something quite uncomfortable about it. He didn’t believe in curses. He was not a superstitious man. He believed John Hawthorn was to blame for all the deaths and for the castle burning down. He never saw him again, though a few neighbors said they spotted him a few times here, and there in a distance.

As the years passed, he gave little chase to John Hawthorn, by now he assumed he would be too old to cause any harm.

No, John hawthorn is not a menace anymore, Sheriff Crosby thought to himself as he drove into the empty lot of Temple Bruer where another deputy was waiting for him.

“What do we have?” Sheriff Crosby asked as he stepped out of his car.

“Two missing people,” the deputy said. “Two boys were walking from nearby, they decided to cut a short cut through here. That was the last time anybody saw them.”

“Who saw them here?”

“A neighbor, he was driving by when he saw the boys.”

“How long have they been missing?”

“Five days ago.”