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Okay, okay, can we have some order please for our next guest in the Spooktacular where I threw some post ideas in the bucket and then drew for our guests?

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We’ve had spooky covers, new releases, recipes, an interview with a real live horror writer and a session with a scary musician. Today we zip off to Spain. Do they have Halloween there?

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But they do have museums and they do have my doodling buddy, the lovely Elyzabeth M. Valey, as you can see…

.Pictureand never mind Shorty….Mitsy and The Dook have already sounded it for her, so let’s go and let the lady speak………………………….

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‘Spain is filled with scary things. From the famous Faces of Belmez (images of faces that mysteriously appeared in a house’s concrete floor in 1971)

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to the haunted hospital of Agramonte, there are ton of mysterious things going on in this old country.

However, I’m going to tell you about a place that is easily overlooked; a place that is filled with thousands of tourists every day; a place full of art but also of paranormal occurrences.

Welcome to the Reina Sofia Museum.edificio_sabatini_-_claustro_2_0

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The Reina Sofia museum has been since 1986, Madrid’s Modern art museum. With over 3 million visitors from every corner of the world, it has pieces from Picasso, Dali and more. It also has ghosts. Numerous ghosts.

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Originally built in the 18th century as the General Hospital, the building was declared a national treasure in 1985. In 1986 its remodelation began. Numerous skulls, chains, medical material and bodies were found.

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In 1990, 3 mummies were discovered. zcry

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They belonged to three nuns from a religious order that once cared for the hospital and their patients. zjammmmm999

The museum opened and little by little, more was uncovered.zinctr

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In the early 1900’s the people that worked there already talked about ghosts walking the halls. Paranormal investigators say that in a circular room where the psychiatric ward was located, you can see men tied to the wall, attempting to attack each other.

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However, that isn’t the scariest place.

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In the Museum’s basement there are hundreds of roaming souls, for it was there that the hospital’s patients, beggars and soldiers were buried.

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In 2001 the museum was remodeled again to become the beautiful building that it is today. However, the paranormal activity has not ceased.

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More than one worker of the Reina Sofia Museum has quit their job, unable to cope with the screams, the praying nuns roaming the halls and the constant movement of the disconnected elevators………………………….

 

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ArcanusAmator… Elyzabeth’s NEW RELEASE……wordpress3

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As an Arcánús, one of Cupid’s blessed children, Amandus’s mission in life was to aid his father in bestowing love upon others. Unfortunately, when he found his own soul mate he was incapable of making her perceive their connection. Furthermore, she doomed their love forever. Amandus’s only hope is a spell concocted by Cupid: The ArcánúsAmator: Spell of the Secret Lovers. Hailey is desperate for love. She’s so desperate that when she finds a spell on the internet that promises to connect soul mates, she decides she must try it. Convincing her friend Hannah to help her, the girls embark on a one-night craze that will produce life-changing results and bring to life what was thought to be only a myth.

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Defined as weird since she was about eight, Elyzabeth honors the title by making up songs about her chores, doodling stars and flowers on any blank sheet of paper and talking to her dog whenever he feigns interest.

Losing the battle to the voices in her head is her favorite pastime after annoying her younger sister with her singing. Writing stories full of passion and emotion where love conquers all is her happy pill and she’ll forgo sleep to make her readers live the dream.

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She frowned. “What the hell’s happened?” She was quite sure this was not how the spell worked. Granted, she hadn’t exactly read the entire information sheet on the website.

“No one does,” she whined, bouncing on the balls of her feet while staring at the flickering flame of the candle. The thing was more than 20 pages long. It was like reading one of those software agreements. No one read the damn thing. She’d read the instructions and the first page with all the warnings and that was more than enough. Taking a deep breath, she managed to settle her nerves a little. Everyone thought she was the ditsy blonde obsessed with the occult, but she wasn’t. She was a hard worker, impatient when things didn’t go as expected. It was partially the reason why she’d filed through so many relationships. Why stay with a guy when he clearly had nothing to offer? Some of her friends argued that she didn’t give them a chance. She begged to differ. She’d given them a chance, they just hadn’t taken it.

True, her impatience sometimes got her into some trouble but it also saved her from a lot of it. That, however, wasn’t the case now. Annoyed that the spell had gone awry, she brushed back her bangs impatiently. Whatever had happened was not important. The priority was getting Hannah back home. Scanning the room for her discarded laptop, she did a double take.

Obstructing the exit to the living room stood the most gorgeous man she had laid eyes on. He was massive. His head almost brushed the top of the doorframe. His heavily muscled arms were crossed in front of him, his chest bare except for the intricate design of a red-inked tattoo that started around his left nipple and descended across his side to his hip. Low on his hips, he wore a long black skirt made out of what looked like leather.

Hailey hesitated a moment before finally glancing fully at his face. Her breath stilled as their eyes locked. A clear shade of violet, they were not from this world. Swallowing, she took a step backwards without breaking her stare. The stranger’s eyes glittered with curiosity and amusement.

“Careful with the center of the star,” he warned. Hailey stumbled and froze. His voice was deep and commanding and had a familiar ring to it that sent her senses reeling. Shaking her head slightly, she continued moving away from him.

“Watch—”

Breath exploded from her lungs as she crashed into a shelf, a few ornaments she and Hannah kept, crashing to the floor.

“—out. Are you all right?”

Hailey winced, the back of the shelf digging into her skin, but she nodded anyway. The stranger flashed her a grin that made her knees weak. Hailey swallowed. The urge to see him smile again clawed at her insides like a desperate hunger.

Ignoring her, he glanced down at the pentagram, his silky dark curls framing his strong jaw and straight nose.

“You don’t look like you knew what you were getting into.”

Hailey held on to the bookcase behind her. She was afraid that if she moved the whole thing would topple over her head and she’d wake up, realizing that the man in the center of the room was nothing more than a dream.

“Read the first page of the instructions and didn’t bother to read the rest, huh?”

His eyes lifted to hers with a sassy smirk that lit up his violet eyes. Hailey stared speechless, the urge to touch the man making her palms itch as if she’d stepped into poison ivy.

“Yeah, you never did care what you got into, Ariadne.”