Free Narrative Essays: Lawerence, Kansas

Lawerence, Kansas.
Sam stood in front of an older ordinary building with an old wooden door. There wasn’t an address, just a symbol that signified he was in the right place. Most hunters would be honored to be summoned by the Men of Letters. Sam felt annoyed. He didn’t trust the men of letters and preferred not to have any direct dealings with them. Not able to prove anything, Sam suspected that certain scholars deliberately withheld facts from hunters. He had a feeling that they were trying to control the hunt and test the hunter by leaving out facts that could potentially get that person killed. He knew it was rare to be summoned to meet with the scholars, and it was probably an honor, but he felt a pit in his stomach.
Knocking on the door, Sam waited in trepidation.
“Sam Cambell,” Henry Winchester said as he opened the door.
“Come in,” Henry said.
“Thank you.”
“Henry Winchester,” Henry said holding out his hand to Sam.
Sam shook Henry’s hand.
Another reason why Sam didn’t trust the Men of Letters they used spells. Henry should be an old man, but he looked to be about twenty-eight years old. It was witchcraft in Sam’s mind.
“Follow me.”
Sam followed Henry.
They went up several flights of stairs leading to a large office with a larger picture framed window.
Not knowing where to go or what to think after his meeting with the Men of Letters he found himself headed in the direction of the Road House. Ellen Harvelle owned the Road House in Nebraska, and she ran it with her daughter Jo. Not all cases came through the D.H.H. sometimes there were people who didn’t want the government involved in their horror story. For example, if your daughter made an ouija board and became possessed. The government came down hard on those families. So Ellen would find these cases and hunters would take care of them. No pay was exchanged, but another evil son of a bitch was taken out. Sam decided to stop by the Road House and see what Ellen had going