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The Cursed Grave 07

Mark went to his knees and pleaded. Suddenly his eyes widened in shock as he felt his hands and legs lose control and began to act out of his will. He was knocked over, laying flat on the bed. His hands and legs were held by an invincible force he couldn't see. He winced in agony as he felt the lashes of sharp whips on his back and legs. He could only wiggle his head while his body lay stiff .

"Please" he pleaded but it didn't stop.

When the first ray of light from the rising orb of the setting sun passed through the window into the

bedroom. The beating stopped

While the old man's words played back in his mind.

The pain is yours because this life is yours. The money is yours and no one else

His eyes felt heavy, he was weak and feverish. He slumped into a deep slumber.

Wakened by the noise from the rattling door opening into his room. He turned his head slowly to see his wife

coming in with a wet cloth hung on a white basin.