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More than I Bargained for.

You first saw the ad in one of those "House Trader" type magazines at the supermarket. You've been looking for a good subject for the final piece in my main photography class, and the house you see on the cover caughtes your eye. The ad read: Wonderful '20's Victorian style fixer- upper on 1000 acres outside Campton, Kansas. Prime farmland, extensive livestock facilities. A real bargain at $50,000 obo.. Inquire at Campton Realty..."

From the (bad) photo on the cover, it would be just right as a subject to crown my portfolio, and it was only a few hours from where you lived in Goodland. You give the Realtor a call to tell him I was coming. His voice seemed familiar, somehow... But oh, well.

The next day you drive the hundred miles or so to Campton in your VERY used '90 Geo Storm. The weatherman had predicted thunderstorms, but you don't trust them because they are almost always wrong. The town was tiny, only about two hundred fifty people. The Realtor said he'd meet you at the town's restaurant. You sit down at an empty table, (munching on a banana Power Bar, you survive on those on road trips) thinking that perhaps the guy you spoke to on the phone would recognize you. Sure enough, you are right. "You must be David Smith," he said a deep baritone voice. "You called about the house."

"Yes, I..." There was something familiar about him. What you could not put my finger on.

"Before you go out there," he interrupted, "you should know some things about the place. Read these." You cannot see his face, it is dark in the restaurant, and he is wearing a trench coat. The man puts down a stack of photocopies about an inch high, and then went out the door before you can say a word.


Written by John Sleeper rewritten by Fsad

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