One hot Summer day I had gone to the pool. I was in my usual red one-piece bathing suit that had a large white cross at the stomach. I was swimming at the community hotel swimming pool, Bloody Fingers Bank, courtesy of Bloody Fingers Hotel manager Dr. A Cula. This haunted and hidden hotel was in the small sweet town of Haunted Haven in the too hot of a hell hole Phoenix, Arizona.
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