God Damn

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Camden and Joan served breakfast up to the residents and it went down as good as it could as kids had full bellies and weren't complaining. Breakfast finished around 11 and once they had done the washing up, Camden went back over to investigate the word thing underneath the grill. "What are you looking at?", Joan asked again, drying her hands on the tea towel, "You admiring all the grease and dirt?". Camden let out a small laugh, "No", he said, "I just thought I saw a pattern or something under here". Joan was now intrigued as well, she put the tea towel up and went over to the grill to look at this mystery. "Does this thing move out?", he asked, looking at Joan. She shrugged, "I don't know. I've never been in here". Camden got up from the dirty floor, looked at the back of the grill and he began pulling at it. The screeching of the legs made Joan's ears curl and she covered them as he continued to pull it out. When he pulled it from the wall, he revealed a clean black and white tiled floor and a huge stone with a weird carving of a man on it. "This place just keeps getting weirder and weirder", he said, putting his hands on his hips and just looking at the carving. "Can I touch it?", Joan asked, looking at it in awe. "I'll do it", Camden said, "Just in case it explodes or something. I don't want you to die". Joan took a couple of steps back and Camden stepped forward, crouched down and touched the stone. They were both slightly disappointed when nothing happened and sighed. "That was anti-climatic", Joan said, shaking her head. "Just another piece of weird history", Camden said. They had no idea what they had just done, but they had just awoken the evillest of forces and they were coming together. 

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