When have there ever been certain times?
from the archives of John H. McNulty
Once many years ago I was walking my dog past a grate like this late at night. A decent sized hand or a paw of some description reached through and I ran like hell. I still feel a small frisson of fear when I have to walk over one of these.
~shiver~That's really creepy!It's like the hand reaching through the basement steps!(and I know you love basements...)
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