Demon of Death: Violent Games

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I am sorry for my gruesome story, I can never seem to end stories happily, not that this is ended, but they never end happily..

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"Mommy! There is a strange man at our door!" I call out.

"I'll be there in a minute Lucy,close the door!" My mom answers back.

"Mommy, the strange man handed me a key and a strange looking circle thingy!" I yell back!

The circle had an angel on one side of the inner circle, curiously I twist the inner circle and see an frightening evil demon creature. Suddenly I hear a scream, then I see my mother descending the stairs. I notice her hands and clothes, blood, their soaked in blood.

"Mommy where's Lucas, weren't you giving him a bath? Mommy, what happened?" I asked, suddenly I feel small and I'm terrified.

"Dead. Dead." She rasps. " Dead."

I scream and turn to run, unsure of what to do. I frantically reach for the key the man had given me and the circle, in fear I hope it can help. I saw that the demon side had a keyhole, maybe this will fix things. I push the key in hurriedly and turn it. I once again see the angel. My mom stops and peers around seemingly confused. Then she stares at her hands and begins to sob uncontrollably. 

Her words finally sinking in to my head, I run up the stairs as fast as any 9 year old can. My mom had been speaking the truth my little brother Lucas lay moribund in the bathtub a razor floating nearby in the bloody clouded water. What was I supposed to do, that thing seemed to be controlling my mom, how could I call the police? I sat on the bathroom floor weeping, wondering what I shall have to do.

A few hours later my dad returns home, he finds my mom on the couch still covered in blood, with tear soaked cheeks. He dashes around the house looking for me and Lucas, I try to call out to him, but my voice fails me. Eventually he makes his way up the stairs and to the bathroom partly because the light is on. I have Lucas on my lap. He had been barely breathing so I had held him and he fell asleep. He is slowly breathing now. My dad gasps and starts sobbing, astonished by what he is seeing. 

"Lucy what happened?" He asks between tears.

"There was a strange man at the door he handed me these." I say, whimpering while handing him the circle and key.

"What are they? What do they do?" He asks persistently.

"They control mommy, I turned it without the key and I heard screams and then mommy came down with all that blood. Then I put the key in and turned it again and she realized what had done and started crying, and then I ran up here," I answer.

My dad put his hands to his face but in the process he drops both things. The circle twists as it hits the floor and then it snaps the key just clunks on the ground. We hear footsteps coming up the stairs, slowly, determinedly, this makes my blood run cold. The circle had twisted but breaking it hadn't stopped it. My mom is stuck this way.

A raspy voice screams," DEAD! DEAD!" Just as I thought it couldn't possibly get worse, but I couldn't be more wrong. We hear scratches on the door, then there was hacking noises then something shiny poked through the door of the bathroom. A butchers knife, which is usually used to cut up animals, so humans would be no trouble at all. Suddenly the hole is big enough for my mommy to put her hand through, I scream when she does this. At this point I don't think I could ever be more frightened then I am now. What was going to happen to me?

We back against the wall farthest from the door, I hit my head on the window sill. Of course, thats it, the window is out only hope. I point to it and my dads eyes light up. He works on prying it open while I keep glancing nervously at the door. The hole is much wider now, but she cant quite reach the lock yet. The window opens with a slam. I easily slide out onto the roof and my dad hands Lucas to me gently. Then my dad tries, but he gets stuck i hear the lock click and the door open with a loud bang.

"Go! Go get help!" My dad yells, his eyes suddenly widen in shock and pain. I see blood spatter on to the window and bright yellow curtains. In shock, I slip and almost fall of the roof, barley catching the edge while still managing to cling to my brother. Then I see a sight thats more frightening that falling off the roof. My dad's head rolls down towards me, hits the gutter and then flies off hitting our swing set. I have to drop to the ground, my arm is too weak to hold on any longer. 

I land on my feet surprisingly, I guess being in gymnastics helped. I see the man that gave me the circle and key staring from across the street. He smiles cruelly then pulls another set out off his pocket, and turns and walks to a house across the street. He rings the doorbell, I see my best friend answer, then he hands her the items. He then turns and walks down the street and pull out binoculars, and watching the house. Its al just a game to him.