The Preface

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What makes him laugh is how the house is still the same was as he had left it so many years ago. He bet that there was a whole forty layers of dust coating the place. Hell, he even doubted if the bodies had been removed.

It didn't take him long to break into the house through the back door. The door wasn't even locked in the first place. And just like he predicted, it was covered in a layer of dust, the smell of rotting flesh, death and blood.

He liked it.

Walking into what is supposed to be the living room, he looked around. Surely this place was bringing back memories, but he simply shrugged them off. Those memories meant nothing to him. Not the slightest bit a feeling overwhelmed him when he looked at all the pictures on the walls and the coffee table.

He flopped on the couch only to be swallowed by dust. Coughing and waving the dust out of his face, the male figure sat there for a moment, really thinking of nothing. His mind was blank, then again, it always was. There was simply nothing to think about.

Then he began to laugh. A laugh that only him could muster up. It made him sound crazy, then again, when was there a time when he wasn't crazy? Oh yeah, when he was taking bubble baths with Mr. Duck.

He liked Mr. Duck.

And bubble baths.

Then there was a thump. And another thump. He became alert, eyes darting around the room looking for any signs of life. But who would be here? Surely not anyone he knew. The thumping was coming from upstairs.

Getting off the couch, the man walked upstairs, making his footsteps light and quiet. It wasn't really his idea to be quiet, he wanted the people or person here to fear for their lives.

He liked it when they were scared of him.

Peeking into all of the rooms, he finally found the one with the living breathing inhabitant. Breath caught in throat, he froze. The boy in the room looked strangely familiar...somehow.

His hair was dirt brown, dark brown eyes, his skin only pale, the slightest. The familiar boy hadn't noticed the male figure standing in the doorway until he opened his mouth and spoke.

"...S-Seth?"

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 14, 2014 ⏰

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