Chapter Five~ Creepy Culture

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Gary

But, what caught my eye wasn't the cutout but a dark, black figure high above, staring down at us. "Q-Q-Q-Quinn...........l-l-look-look!" I pointed up to the strange figure. Even worse, he wore the devil's broken head on his face. Me and Quinn just stared at it for a long while. It felt like forever. Me and Quinn decided to start toward the door but somehow, it became blocked by these dark, black blobs. The blobs began to come toward us and we backed up into a corner. Quinn noticed the piano and made a mad dash to it. "Quinn! What are you doing?! You are terrible at piano! We both are!" But Quinn didn't listen.

Instead, she cracked her knuckles and began to play horrible notes that didn't clash well at all! I noticed the blobs stop and screech in pain. I decided to play along too. I ran up to the cello and began to pluck in terrible harmony with Quinn. The blobs screeched even louder as Quinn broke into song.

Oh sweet dreams, honey!
Oh sweet dreams, honey!
It may never be,
It may never know what to do,
But honey,
Now's the time to start,
Anew!

Quinn and I managed to drive the blobs away together which proved to be a relief. But, the dark, black figure had disappeared from it's place. "Come on!" Quinn and I made a break for the door. We shoved past one another to freedom. "Yes!" We both cheered.

Then, everything went black.

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