The Ghost of Delray and the Cursed Gold Watch

Late one evening in Delray Beach, an antique dealer named Marty McWidgets sat in his dimly lit shop, sipping his third cup of expired chamomile tea. His store, McWidgets’ Treasures & Trinkets, was filled with dusty relics, old maps, and mysterious artifacts. But nothing intrigued him more than the gold pocket watch that had arrived that morning—wrapped in parchment, tied with twine, and accompanied by a single note:

"Sell this before midnight, or the Ghost of Delray will come for you."

Marty chuckled. "Ghosts? Please. I’ve watched enough horror movies to know this is just a sales gimmick."

He inspected the watch. It was solid gold, with intricate engravings of waves, palm trees, and a tiny skull at the center. The moment he touched the skull, the temperature dropped. The lights flickered. A cold whisper brushed against his ear:

"Sell it… before midnight…"

Marty, now sweating profusely, grabbed his phone and Googled, “Where to sell haunted gold watches in Delray Beach.” The top result? Premier Estate Buyer Delray Beach.

"Perfect!" he muttered, throwing on his sandals and sprinting out the door.

By the time he arrived, the shop owner at Delray Beach Gold Buyer barely had time to greet him before Marty slammed the watch onto the counter. "How much?"

The appraiser examined it closely. "This is from the 1800s, possibly owned by a sea captain. Could fetch a small fortune."

"TAKE IT! I DON’T WANT IT!" Marty shouted, still feeling the ghostly presence breathing down his neck.

The transaction was quick. Cash in hand, Marty ran home, relieved. But just as he turned the key in his shop’s door, his phone buzzed with a notification:

"New listing: Rare Gold Pocket Watch, now available at Estate Buyer Delray Beach."

And from the darkness behind him, a whisper:

"Tick… tock…"