The Crying

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                                                                                  ~Grey's POV~

We both walked to the door i had a terrible ache in my head. She opened it and we saw that it was most likely 3-4 in the morning. it was very dark but i could see perfectly. We both found the crying to be coming from the room next to ours. Nica walked in first and motioned for me to come in, i slowly approached the room and saw a a girl with long brown curly hair and a pink dress. She was holding a teddy bear with a ripped off head. "What happened?" asked Nica. the girl turned around revealing her bruised, bloody, and mud covered skin. Nica's normal eye showing her obvious fear but the girl just frowned  and said "He broke Charlie!" The girl cried more as Nica then asked "Who did this?" The girl looked at her and said "Jeff did!" She now seemed angered at the man named Jeff. "Oh that's not good!" I chimed in and she looked at me, and then behind me. "Jeff!" She got up and ran over to the figure behind me, i saw how she had mud coated socks on. Nica looked behind me and screamed, causing me to look out of pure curiosity. What i saw was a man around my height (5'7) with long black hair and a blood curtling carved in smile. he was painted with foul smelling fresh blood. He then spoke, "Ah here are the new girls! Good job Sal, You drew them out!" His voice was disturbingly deep and rough.

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