We saw dead people there they were sliced open piece by piece.at the corner was a hoody some make up stitches white make up,all types of weapons on the wall.We need to get out of here.my brother said in whisper but when we turned around Michael said are you scared?Me my brother screamed my parents came rushing down the hall.But quickly he shut the door.why are you two screaming?Mom said.Michael is a serial killer.What are you talking about?dad said.Its true.my brother said holding my hand.
