"What. I'm just saying the truth." Clara said, folding her arms.
"You know nothing about me." William muttered.
Terrence, watching his parents argue felt helpless, he instantly fell into despair. Terrence ran to his room, and without noticing, slipped a knife into his pocket along with a long rope.
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Okay now. Ahem- my brave remainers... let's continue this tragedy of a story shall we?
Michael glances at Terrence while he passes by, he immediately saw the rope. His eyes widened with shock, as he tried to stop his brother. "Terri- WAI-"
Terrence slammed the door shut right on Michael's face. Michael started bawling as he banged on the door, "TERRENCE!! COME OUT THIS ISN'T FUNNY!!!"
There was no answer.
"I-I... I'M GONNA GET DAD!!!!"
No answer still.
Michael's tears came down non-stop, as though it can form a bay for an insect. He finally went up to his arguing dad, "DAD!!!" he said through his unclear, crying voice. His face looked pale.
"What, Michael?" William asked, examining his son's facial expression
"T-Terrence... H-he-"
William didn't let Michael continue, he sprinted to Terrence's door, "TERRENCE!!! LET ME COME IN!!"
There was no answer like before.
William waited for a while, he then lost patience and grabbed his whole animatronic-building kit. He tore apart the door, Michael following in. "TERRENCE?? TERRENCE!!!!"
"TERRENCE!!!!" Michael calls.
"WHERE ARE YOU???"
They stopped when they saw Terrence's dead corpse hanging up in the ceiling. Blood and the knife were on the floor. Terrence's wrists, were covered in blood spilling out.
"N-No... this can't be...!" William blurts.
"T-Terri?" Michael whispers.
