Alone in a Group

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I was walking down stairs when a rotten smell wafted through the air. I looked over to see five beings hung on the wall. They had the same masks on as the attacker that tried to strangle me. They all looked like a prank and they were fake almost ghost like. Pale af chills came creeping up on me. I wondered why me. Was this house really abandoned?¿ ¤ I felt as if a target was on my back. Gasping for breath I saw the knife through my body blood rushing down me. It looks like ketchup. Why did I stop to stare when I was dying that's a great question. But I did. Slowly dying I fell drop DEAD.














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