EVERYBODY DIES .

day 02 .

( june 1 , 1982 . ) ;

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( MOMMY && DADDY AREN'T HERE TO SAVE YOU . )

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( CHAPTER THEME SONG ; YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT - THE ROLLING STONES . )

HIS FINGERS FIDDLED WITH THE STEREO , SETTING IT AT ITS MAX VOLUME BEFORE CHANGING THE SONG TO ANOTHER WELL KNOWN CLASSIC BY THE ROLLING STONES ; ( YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT . ) , && ANOTHER FAVORITE OF CHANDLERS .

AS THE BEGINNING BEGAN TO PLAY ; the man sitting before chandler began to holler over the intro of the song ;

' I'M GOING TO BE QUITE FRANK WITH YOU ,

YOU'RE GOING TO DIE && I'M GOING TO KILL YOU . '

he said in all seriousness , a devious grin was fixated upon his heavenly lips , and his once bright eyes had such a sinister gleam within . the male leaned his elbow upon the chair , placing his head on top of his knuckle as he admired the other , his dark marble like orbs fixated on chandlers watery ones , clearly amused by his state of panic .

' YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT― BUT IF YOU TRY SOMETIMES , YOU JUST MIGHT FIND , THAT YOU GET WHAT YOU NEED― '

it was as if this man was the spitting image of the devil , for he sang along with the song in such a cruel taunting tone , as if he were taking chandler deep , down into the depths of hell to torture him for all eternity . as the song came to a finish he blindly used his finger to lower the volume before using those very same fingers to rip off the tape over the males lips―

' NOW HOW WAS THAT ? A FAVORITE OF YOURS , HUH ?

I REMEMBERED ! '

' YOU CRAZY BASTARD ! GET OUT OF MY DAMN HOUSE , GET OUT ! '

' NO CAN DO , CHANNY BOY . YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET

WHAT YOU WANT && TRUST ME , I BELIEVE THAT WE'RE

GOING TO HAVE A BIT OF FUN BEFORE / YOU / GO . '

. . .

this man , ( whom will now be referred to as RED . ) yanked chandler up from his chair by his dark colored locks merely seconds after he initially spoke . he struggled against REDS iron grip , attempting to shimmy out of his grasp using his harsh words as urgent sounding protests . the male practically screamed && cried as he was pulled away from his seat , for he did not want to go anywhere with this mad man― this lunatic . the more he screamed , the more RED dug his nails into chandlers skin , deep enough to draw blood . this only caused more screaming to erupt from chandlers mouth , which somewhat irritated the other ;

RED merely rolled his eyes , && pulled chandler towards the basement door , tossing it open before pushing chandler down the stairs . he slowly walked down behind him , watching as the boy toppled onto the ground before him , his head hitting the cold hard cement . RED could hear the crack of his skull against the floor― definitely a concussion or something ( he thought ) . for a few moments he listened to the others incoherent groans as he slowly rolled himself over so that his back was against the floor . a soft hum escaped from REDS lips as his eyes scanned the basement for something .

' AH― PERFECT ! '

RED said to himself as he tore off a piece of the metal railing which guarded each side of the stairs . the dim lit basement only added to the sinister feeling in the room , && RED beamed off of the others features , making it appear as if he truly were demonic . . .

within seconds of retrieving that piece of metal , it became a weapon && his target ? CHANDLER . soon blood seeped from the males body , coating the light cement beneath him . however , he was NOT dead , NOT YET AT LEAST .

( day 03 ; tomorrow . )

{ ―06/30/18― }