Disclaimer- I do not own the character Ace Merrill, or any other characters that are mentioned in this story, they belong to Stephen King, I am not making any money out of this, this is just for my own (and maybe others) enjoyment.
Summary- Rumors and Reputations! Rumors can make you out to be something you're not and soon you start believing them yourself and you get so caught up in protecting your rep' that you don't care who or what gets in the way! But sooner or later the king always looses his throne. Prologue
"There's something evil about that town, I can't quite get my hands on what it was that made it so spooky, supernatural even. You stay there for too long your heart dies and you start believing that it's the whole world and you don't want to leave, it takes over you like it has a mind of it's own, sure you think I'm just a crazy middle aged man that has nothing better to do but look back at his past with nothing but regret, but go there I double dare you, you'll see what it's like, you'll see the empty streets that are not quite empty and occasionally you'll pass two old men sitting down on a wooden bench staring into thin air talking about the old days where they could go out alone without having to worry about the dangers in the world and what their parents would say if they came in late, but if you looked into their eyes you'd see nothing but a slight glaze and an occasional blink, their hearts were dead, they had given up the fight and that's what Castle Rock did to you, the longer you lived there the more likely you'd never leave." - Gordie Lachance, Autobiography.