Tuesday, April 17, 2012

A-Z Blog Challenge "O"-Ophelia

Day fourteen and the letter "O" for the A-Z Blog Challenge. If this is your first time here, my A-Z challenge is based on Urban Legends, and follows the life of a small town Nevada reporter, Adele.
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Adele's story continues...
Ophelia was a beautiful woman who lived at the old mental hospital in the 50's. The story is, and I've verified this through my own curiosity by looking through the old town records, that she was admitted there when she was about 8 years old by her parents after she tried to kill her mother. She had long black hair that seemed to float in the air around her and she seemed like she was surrounded by currents of water--every time you looked at her, it seemed, it was as if you only saw a glimpse of her.
The ultimate destruction of the facility is said to be a fire caused when they attempted to give her electric shocks, prevalent at the time as a "cure" for disturbed brains. Remember that story I told you about the Devil's Chair? Ophelia was the last patient to be strapped into it. Apparently, something went horribly wrong, and it ended up killing her, and everyone in the room, as well as destroying the whole asylum. Some were able to escape, helping the worse off patients to safety, and its also rumored that Ophelia herself survived, horribly disfigured, wearing a veil to conceal her burn scars. Some say that she didn't survive the horrible fire, and that her vengeful spirit still roams the ruined building.

And now, dear readers, I must leave you. Don't forget, these stories will be available in their entirety at the end of the month when I collect them into a book of short stories.


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