| Display title | The Dunwich Horror |
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| Date of page creation | 21:27, 1 November 2013 |
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This attribute controls the content of the description and og:description elements. | The town of Dunwich, Massachusetts was thoroughly unremarkable until Wilbur Whateley was born. The family was already unpopular due to their dabbling in the occult, and when Lavinia Whateley gave birth to a strange-looking child and refused to say who the father was, it didn't improve anyone's opinion of them. Wilbur grew incredibly fast - he began talking at 11 months; by the time he was three, he looked ten years old; and at four and a half, around 15. The townsfolk didn't trust him; he gave them the creeps even more than the other Whateleys. For all that, though, they were still willing to sell cows to the Whateley mansion; money was money, after all, even if it was in weird antique gold coins. Though for some reason despite the number of livestock they bought, the herd never seemed to get bigger... |
