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 I watched these killings happen for years after my own life had come to an abrupt end. Many of the deaths would come to those who snuck into the old house to steal expensive objects that the manor held inside. After about ten years of watching people come into the house and be killed I decided that I had had enough. I decided that I was going to try and get out of the house because maybe if I could get out of this house without being caught by her, Maybe I would finally be able to leave this realm and be completely free from the hell that is this stupid house, Maybe I could get back to what I was doing before even if it meant even just living in my house as a spirit. If I could get out and get out of this house I would not care what happened to me so i began to plot my escape. I planned what route to take after figuring out which room she was in and at what time of the day she was in the room at.

The day that I chose to escape on she switched what times she was in each room because she had figured out that I was going to escape. I had to completely rethink my plan as fast as I could so I would still have time to get out. After thinking up a last minute plan I jumped up from the place I was sitting and ran for my escape. I went around every room that she was in and made it to the front door before slamming it open and running outside. I was greeted by a bright yellow light and then a strong scent of a hospital. I opened my eyes and found I was laying in a hospital bed and surrounded by nurses. I