Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Hydeville. prologue

On the eleventh of August 2003, in a small English village, Marie Jane Celeste awoke in her bedroom, sat up, walked out into the hall, downstairs, out the open front door and vanished.

Later that same day, at around four pm, Alison Frey looked out of the window of her kitchen into the high walled garden, expecting to see her five year old twins playing happily, and screamed.

In the local Morgue Dr Sam Whyte prepared himself for another working day. The security footage records him washing his hands, whisteling an unidentifiable tune, pulling on his gown on, leaving the room.
Then nothing.

More souls vanished that day, to total a dozen. Some were noticed, some were not. Some were missed, and some were not. In all though the biggest noise that was made was a MISSING poster. posted throughout an area and a desperate Facebook campain by the twins mother. None were successful.

As sad as these were, none of them made a government take notice as, a full week later an entire American town vanished. Just vanished.
That town was called Hydeville.

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