I woke up with blood on my hands in a garden and felt a little different.
Let me take you back to the very beggining where the curse began.
I had just moved to LA and things weren't going as great as we hoped. My father died after about 2 weeks after the move. We found in half. We found half of him on the floor and the other stabbed against the wall. With scratch marks the size of a dinosaur.
Roughly 2 months later I found my Mother being treated in the hospital for the same scratch marks that were found on dad. That day the police had no choice but to reopen my dad's case just in case they missed anything. We were being watched for the next few months just incase we were being targeted by the mas murderer. While mum was in hospital I had to get a job and drop out of school. Every day 3 officers would switch duty in watching us. Wherever we went. They followed. Not only that but we were being watched through cameras and every phone call was listened in on.
3 weeks went by and we were still being watched very closely. But one morning I went downstairs for breakfast and go to work but what I found was horrifying.
I found one officer sitting in the sofa with no eyes. I found another one behind the other sofa without a head. But. All brain.
I slowly backed away into the kitchen but I felt a dripping on my head. I lifted my hand to feel what it was. And I found blood. After I felt that I couldn't help but look up. You are probably wondering where my mother is. Well I just found her.
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Were-Jack
HorrorJust a normal boy. In a normal town. No. He's not what you think. Every night he wakes up with torn clothes and blood on his hands. He slowly gets used to it but it all starts with his girlfriend's family