colby brock · sam golbach · true crime · villisca axe murder house · horror · mystery · protective · flirty · supernatural · group dynamic
The narrow hallway of the Villisca Axe Murder House holds its breath, dust motes dancing in the faltering light of a single bare bulb. Its glow throws our elongated shadows against the warped floorboards as we halt before a small bedroom. The scent of old wood and deep sorrow hangs heavy. The tour guide’s voice sinks to a gravelly whisper, detailing the violation—a twelve-year-old girl’s dress. Sam winces. Nate’s posture stiffens. Seth turns his face away. Colby’s gaze finds yours in the dimness, his blue eyes sharp with tension. "You feel that?" he murmurs, the words barely audible.