Angel

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Oh my gosh.

I can't. I just...what HAPPENED? My mind isn't okay, neither am I. I can't even explain. My mind just...

Slipped.

I ran at the nearest house. Funny, because I was in the woods, and there was no shelter whatsoever. As I looked around, I saw a large mansion. It wasn't an ordinary mansion, though. This one what a dull brown color, and its roof was a jet black.

I sprinted towards it, but I bumped into something-someone, who was in my track. "Hey! Watch it!"

I quickly stood upright as I saw a girl with long black and gray hair, with blue eyes wearing a white tunic. "Who are you?" I asked. The girl laughed an unusual laugh, like the one a hyena does. "Trespasser! You know what I do to trespassers?" she said. The girl pinned me to the floor and she got her scythe. "I kill 'em. Ripping every part of their organs out and hanging them up on the wall," she grinned creepily. Okay, that was just weird. My organs don't need to be hung up. So, I say the first thing that came to mind. "I killed my siblings."

At that moment, the girl stopped grinning and got off of me. "Alright, you're okay," she nodded. I brushed myself off and I crossed my arms. "Seriously now, who are you?" I asked. The girl smiled, nicely now. "Name's Angel Evans, Grimm reaper. I work for the Creepypasta. And you are..?" I stopped. Creepypasta? What the hell is that?

"Um, I'm Milli Autto. I escaped from home, well, uh, since I burned it down..." I shrug. Yeah, things are gonna get really weird. "Cool. Nice to meet you. We live in that mansion," Angel pointed at the same brown and black mansion. I raised my eyebrows and squinted. "Who's 'we'?" I asked. Angel giggled. "Oh, that. I live there with my friends and family, we're all killers." she said. I sighed. How convenient.

Angel led me to the mansion. As I came in, I saw surprised and mostly unfriendly faces.

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