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The Golden Key

Once upon a time, in a cottage, lived an old woman named, Sarah. Several years had passed since her brother died, and it was the fault of that cursed key that she found. She had no clue that the key was cursed, and was not warned against using it. As she looked back, she frowned.

Sarah had been writing her book, Vanum, and ran out of ink for her quill. So, she went upstairs to the attic, to try and find some ink. When she got up there, she began her search for ink. For a few hours, she looked and looked, but no matter how much she looked, she couldn't find any ink anywhere.

Until, she stumbled across an old box that she had never seen before. Sarah was confused, she never brought this box in when she moved in last week. And it did not belong to her brother either. Sarah then thought that, perhaps this box was left by the previous owner. Curiously, she opened the box. And inside it, was a gold key.

Taking the key from the box, Sarah stared at it, before thinking that if this key is here, then it must open something here. Sarah went downstairs to try the key on some keyholes. She went around the inside and outside of her house. She tried all of the locks, but no matter what, the key did not fit any of them.

Deciding that she would have her brother examine the key, Sarah went out to the shed that her brother worked at. And there he was, working on carving a stool. When he saw her, he asked what was the matter. Then, Sarah gave the key to her brother, so that he could make a lock that the key could fit. Sarah then left and went back into the house.

When she came back out the next morning, she discovered her brother dead, next to the unfinished lock and key on the table. The key wasn't gold any more, it was pitch black. Startled, Sarah took the key and flung it into the river. This caused the waters of the river to turn a deadly black color.

Soon afterwards, the river turned back to normal. However, anyone who drank from the river, died. And so, Sarah lived on alone in her house and refrained from drinking the water.