The Beginning PT1

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One cold dark night, Robert smiles, wakes up to his daughter crying for him as he hastily walks to her room and opens her door he says

"wh- what's wrong, sweetheart?" He said tiredly as he walked to her bed, she jumps on him and hugged him

"DADDY! I- I had a horrible dream, I was alone in a dark room with nothing, and you and Mommy and my puppy weren't there!" She said, frightened and with tears

"Sounds like you had a nightmare," He giggled

"a nightmare?" She said curiously

"Yep, they feast on your dreams and make them bad, oh! I just remembered I have a present for you!" He said, smiling

"R- Really?" She said as Robert wiped her tears away

"I do!" He hugs her tighter

She says while tugging at his sleeve "D- Daddy, that is a little too tight" she said, choking for breath

"shhhhh its ok it'll be over soon~"

He quickly pulls out a knife, sharp as a shard of freshly shattered piece glass and stabs her in the back as she screams in pain, he covers her mouth he stabs her eyes out as she takes her final breath, he laughs manically then he cleans up then shoves her into a burlap sack after he got cleaned up, he went down to his living room and sees his wife Elizabeth holding the butcher knife that they bought this morning at the market

"What's wrong, love? ~" he said while his daughter's blood drips on his floor

"Y- You fucking killed her!" She says as she weeps as he slowly approaches her

"Oh, whatever do you mean my love? ~ I merely helped her with a nightma-" A knife dashes past him and cuts the side of his neck

"mhmm~ I see you wanna fight~ how cute~" he said as the already giant smile on his face gets bigger to an almost unnatural look

"Well, if it's a fight you want~ a fight is what you'll get~" He lunges at her, and she lunges back at him

"I remember when we used to do this when we were younger" She says distracted with a longing sigh "you were always so cute Robert what- what happened?" She says sadly

"I simply can't answer that one my love~ but if you remembered anything from when we were younger, you would remember the rules~" He stabs her in the throat while she cuts some skin off his face, as she writhes in pain on the floor in agony, slowly dying Robert whispers in her ear and says "you forgot to protect your face! ~" He drags her body, stuffs her into the burlap sack and cleans up his mess then drags his wife and daughter on a boat he dries to an island he owns.

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