Ever since the letter came, now exactly an year back, I had been diligently delivering the milk at the requested address. The money was always kept on the door of house number 666, when I placed the milk at the designated spot. Today I hid behind a bush to see the owner of the house. As the town clock chimed I felt a hand on my shoulders and as I looked up there was that toothy image we all knew as the murderer of 100 persons who had died 100 years ago. Good Afternoon Spookians ๐ง๐ค Collab on this Prompt and write a 4 Liner Horror Tale๐ Font - Garamond Must Use #sc4liner to let us discover your tales