Chapter 3

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Jem's Point of view.
We packed all our stuff and went to the car.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Elizie asks. She is just being a pussy.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Cause we are breaking into a house?"
"So..."
"We are breaking in dumb shit!"
"Just for one night!"
"Ugh. Fine!"
We drive out. We parked the car in the drive way of the creepy house. As we get to the door we noticed the door is closed stiff, but not locked. I kicked it open. But I would not budge.
"It won't open!" I say
"No shit Sherlock!" Elizie says back
She kicks it open.
"YEAH. FUCK YEAH. YEAHHHH!"
We walk in. It's all dark and dusty.
"Holy shit!" I say
"I know right"
We walking into the living room.
"It's cold in here!" Elizie says.
"Yep" I say, and then we hear a voice.
"Go to the music room. Go to the music room!" the voice says.
"Where do you want us to go?" I asked.
"Go to the fucking music room!" the voice snapped back
"What a rude bitch" Elizie says back.
"I know right, we should find this prick!" I sat back, happily.
"HELL YEAH! WHERE ARE YOU MOTHER FUCKER?" Elizie yells.
No reply. We looked at each other.

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