Greyson walks down the hallway quietly laughing to himself, once he reaches his room, he slowly sits on his bed and stares at the wall. Ace, comes into the room and sits in front of him.
"Not now boy" Greyson rubs his head and points to the door way. Ace does what he's told and walks away, wagging his tail. In aware of what's happening in the world, still smiling.
"Damn it" Greyson whispers. "Damn it" He says it louder this time." Damn it! Damn it!" He evolves into shouting, tearing his posters off of the wall, and his trophies, and his pictures of Xu and Tyah.
With the final "Damn it" He kicks his dresser over, making his clothes fall to the floor. Greyson walks backwards, huffing and puffing as he looks at his torn apart room.
He slams his back against the hallway wall and slides down to the floor, putting his knees up to his chest.
(Opening/Intro)
Chater 4|Home Alone
"1 & 2 & 3 & 4, 5, 6, 7, 8" He counts as he does each push up. Making sure he doesn't stop just to keep himself busy, so he doesn't go mad.
"1 & 2 & 3 &--" Greyson stops doing push ups when he hears a car driving outside. He gets up and looks out of the window. The thing he hears driving, isn't a car. It's a military truck. More than one. At least 5 or 6.
He walks away and gets back on the ground to do sit ups. "1 &".
Later that night Greyson turns on the TV and starts to scroll through the channels. All of the lights suddenly cut off, along with the TV.
Greyson gets up and slowly walks to the kitchen, trying to find the basement door. Once his hand touchscreen the door knob. He opens it and carefully walks down the stairs.
He then find the power bow and flicks the switches and nothing happens. He flicks it again, still nothing.
He walks back upstairs to get a candle, and a lighter. When he finds it he lights the candle and the room fills with dim lighting.
Ace runs against Greyson' legs, wanting to go outside. "I'm sorry boy, I can't take you" He says rubbing his stomach. Greyson gets up and walks to the kitchen to check if the doors are locked. He opens the door and sees the screen door is wide open.
Suddenly, Ace runs through the door and outside. "Ace! No!" Greyson walks out on the porch and shuts the door. He walks quickly on the stepping stones leading to the back yard.
"Ace! Come here boy!" Greyson calls out. Once Greyson reaches his back yard he walks into his back yard alley. At the very end of the alley is just one street light.
Ace walks out from the darkness and under the street light. Greyson sighs, feeling relief that he's ok. "Cmon Boy" He calls making kissing noises to get his attention.
Ace then starts to bark at something not far from the alley. Greyson jogs over to him so he can stop barking. Once he's next by Aces side. He sees exactly what Ace sees
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A man quietly standing next by a tree, slowly swaying side to side. The silhouette is fage, but Greyson can see it.
"Ace, we have to go, now" Greyson says trying to whisper. But the lump that growing fast lyrics from fear is making it sound loud, from his perspective.
Ace turns around and runs back to the house, Greyson watches him making sure he gets there safe. When he turns around the man standing by the tree is so close to him he can smell the terrible smell blowing off of him.
Greyson let's out a gasp and falls to the ground as the man slowly limps towards him, growling hungrily.
Greyson gets up and runs back to the side door of his house, in full speed. When he turns around the man is still limping his way, growling.
Greyson opens the door and let's Ace in and then himself, shutting and locking the door. The lump in his throat goes down as he stands up and grabs the candle he sat in the kitchen.
"Please, let this be over soon" Greyson whispers heading to his room.
(Closing/Credits)

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