What. The. Hell.

It wasn't possible. It absolutley was not possible. Marie had been coming here since she was seven, her family even longer. There was never a well there. It wasn't even on the map! Besides, graveyards don't typically have wells that size, nor that well kept. If there was a well, it was a small one that was sunken into the ground, they ony way you could tell would be a circular metal cover on top.

This well... it was a very large well, easily ten feet in diameter. But what made it special was how it was constructed.Instead of using concrete or even bricks, large rocks were stacked on top of one another. No morter was used, so the rocks were placed like puzzle pieces. Honestly... it looks kinda shabby. Even though the well was skillfully made, it was deteriorated and even missing pieces here and there.

What kinda crap is this? Marie sighed. It obiviously isn't supposed to be there, and just looking at it gives me chills. Should I report it, or run for the hills? The latter option was the more tempting one, but she pulled out her phone anyways. If she was gonna throw away her gut feelings and report it, she was gonna need evidence.

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Marie took pictures at every angle possible, trying to get as good as pictures as possible. Otherwise, no one would believe her.

Besides, the more pictures she took, the less she wanted to run away. It was weird, but it seemed like the longer she was near it, the more it seemed to draw her in.

But that wasn't possible. 

Marie was only interested because it was an anomaly. To be honest, I also wanna peek inside. She slipped her phone into her back pocket and leaned over the edge of the well. What was she scared of again? Whatever it was couldn't've been important, just forget about it.

The last thing Marie remembered before blacking out was the push from behind. From behind...straight into the well.

Entertain me, will you?