Rain drummed down onto the roof of the old house, the tiny droplets sliding down the windows reflecting the mood inside.
Outside a little girl and her father raced back to the house after going for an evening walk, the rain had come out of nowhere soaking the pair.
Quickly, the father opened the door pushing his daughter inside gently. The little girl wandered into the dark kitchen in search of food, her father a few steps behind her.
Her father cried out in grief as he saw the figure hanging from the ceiling, spinning around slowly in the dark eerie room.
Rushing forward he pulled out his wand, casting a silent spell as the body carefully floated down from the ceiling to the floor. A whimper escaped his lips as he checked for signs of life, sadly there wasn't any.
The little girl stared in horror at the scene unfolding before her, thunder clapped loudly outside bringing her to tear her eyes away from the body to the window.
Carefully she knelt down beside the pair, wrapping her little arms around the two allowing silent tears to cascade down her face. The raw pain in the room wracked her body, she's never felt pain like this and she hoped she never would again.
The rain continued to fall, as if grieving for the death of the person inside.
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