There's something in the vent.
He doesn't know it yet.
Hopefully he never does.
What's in the vent?
A creature, a monster?
No one knows.
It creeps around, a low rumbling noise echoing from the entrance.
It will get him. Kill him.
But he doesn't know.
Little does anyone know...
I'm in the vent.
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Blood
HorrorMark smells something strange in his shower. -----------‐------------------ A collection of short poems including Blood, Love You To Peices, and many more! Playlist credit: @SkullantacySmith
