40 Results with the "Supernatural" genre
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The Pyramid Chapter 6
THROUGH GHOSTLY CORRIDORS He knew that they had not entered the Pyramid of Menkaura by the passageway used by tourists to-day. In that monograph of his there is a rough sketch which indicates, so far as possible, the route which he and "the woman" had followed—a succession of ghostly corridors, concerning which there is to-day no other record. Nothing will ever be done about it, most likely. The indications—Carlton admits it frankly enough—leave much to be desired. Neither geometry nor…-
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The Pyramid Chapter 5
INTO THE DARK It may be said with perfect confidence that everything depends on a man's personality, on his temperament, anyway. The Society for Psychical Research, both in England and in America, has paid a good deal of attention to this phase of a man. The majority of people never see a ghost, never have even a ghostly feeling, except a sort of "creepiness," perhaps, when something or other occurs that they do not immediately understand. Yet, over against this truth is the other—that the annals…-
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The Pyramid Chapter 4
NIGHT OF THE NEW MOON Dances, dinners, almost daily letters from Alice up the Nile—which he answered with some fervor, as well as with perfect promptness—and all the other ordinary features of the Egyptian season; yet Carlton could not get away from the feeling of mystery that clung close about him. For that matter, he didn’t try to. It was in keeping with his mood. Only in a roundabout way had he questioned Osman about the apparition he had seen on the steps of the mosque of Ibn-Tulun. It must…-
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Xiaomei couldn’t stop raving about the new exchange student during lunch. "You have to believe me, even just his side profile blows Rui Chen out of the water." She tried to show me blurry photos, but after everything with Rui Chen and Zhou Wang, I had a solid case of "hot-guy PTSD." I managed to avoid her matchmaking, only to see Su Miao striding straight toward me. "Mu Xing, can we talk?" she said coldly. She led me behind the cafeteria, away from prying eyes, dropping her "sweet girl" mask and…-
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The landlord called. Turns out the building’s circuits were fried. He’d send an electrician tomorrow. Under the circumstances, Ling Yan reluctantly agreed to sleep on the pillow next to mine for the night. "So, you are afraid of ghosts?" I asked again, hiding under the quilt. He shot me a proud, wounded look, huffed "Go to sleep," and burrowed in deeper. When the landlord brought a repairman the next morning, I had to smuggle Ling Yan to school in my largest backpack, leaving a little gap so…
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After school, I got ambushed on my usual route by a notorious bully. My heart ached as I fished out my last two hundred yuan, the exact money I’d scrimped and saved for cat fish oil. The bully grabbed my chin, sneering at my show of helplessness. "Acting pitiful doesn’t work on me." "Okay, okay," I smiled nervously, slyly sliding the bills back into my pocket. He spotted it, snorted, and let go. "You’re only with Rui Chen for his money, aren’t you?" For his money? It felt like a cold…
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He stretched luxuriantly and curled up in my backpack again. Sitting next to him, I asked, "Why did you do that just now?" "What do you mean?" He didn’t even look at me, eyes already drifting shut in mock sleep. I pressed tentatively, "You taught Rui Chen a lesson." He finally opened his eyes, crystal bright. "Why would I bother with some worthless human?" Exactly. Rui Chen and the others had nothing to do with him, he was a centuries-old spirit, untouched by our little dramas. But deep…
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"Yuxin, want to go to the grocery store after class?" my best friend Xiaomei asked as we tossed our books into our bags at Minghai High. "Nope, nope," I replied without hesitation, not bothering to look up as I packed away my pencils. "But the shop owner just adopted a new kitten, a little cream ball," Xiaomei pleaded, knowing all too well my weakness for anything soft and furry. But this time, she miscalculated. "You go ahead, I’ve really got something to do," I explained, clutching my bag a…
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The Pyramid Chapter 3
THE STORY OF HAMID YUSEF One of the oddest characteristics of the human brain—so that rising young psychologist, George Carlton, had noticed more than once in the course of his life—is its facility as a long-distance jumper. A friend is about to tell you the dénouement of an alluring bit of scandal, or something like that. You are on the tiptoe of interest. You can’t wait for the next word. Then some trivial interruption occurs, and the whole thing is left in abeyance for months, possibly for…-
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The Pyramid Chapter 2
AUNT RHODOPIS When Carlton had referred to himself as a “fledgling scientist,” he had done scant justice to himself. As a matter of fact, if he had been forced to earn his living he could have been doing so since a long time either in private practice or in connection with any of the large hospitals which make a specialty of nervous and mental diseases. He had always had a passion for such things, and if his money had prevented him from pursuing his profession with any degree of regularity, it…-
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