BURGURLAS

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Evening has arrived and once again i find myself leaving responcibility at the door.

I haven't called anyone since the concert but i soon realise the consequences for my actions.

We suddenly heard the door slam shut making the flat vibrate slightly.
Goosebumps emerged from my skin while  the hairs on my body prickled upwards

"You really need to ease up around jin." Kiki noted.

Both of us  had been dusting the house together but she probably  noticed my sudden timidness since her brothers return. "Can we go back into the basement now?" "NO!"

I jumped slightly. Geez lady. Tone it down a bit.

"Why not, being near instruments calm my nerves"

"And that, is precisely why your's not going there" She argued matter of factly her cheeks puffing red.

"Its called tough love honey,"

i stared at her for a few more seconds before collapsing in laughter.

"You are nothing like Donna" i giggled hysterically.

Kiki rolled her eyes throwing the remaining trash into a garbage bin. "Children." she shook her head.
Oh the irony.
C L I C K !
I spun round quickly. Did someone else enter the flat?

Kiki rolled her eyes lazily.
" why so uptight again, you need to chillax"
Your too laidback...
"What is wrong with you?" I hissed angrily."didn't you hear that click?!"
"A click?"
This child...
I slid down the staircase, the material burning my thighs. I clenched my bag as i wobbled to the groundfloor steadying my pace.
"Anyone there" someone grunted awkwardly.
Thats certainly N O T jin.
Footseps from the kitchen i could hear becoming louder with every tread of those thick heels.
I leapt behind the panorama tv before the figure came out to meet me.
I sighed in relieve as the heavy  footsteps became more distant.

And then.



It happened

BEEEP BEEEEP

SH*T  SH*T

  i silently wait for the cell to blow up into a million pieces the burning of its microwaves scar my skin.

If i survive then those burn matks will remind me of the day i forgot to switch of my damn-

"Hello there"
I tremble slightly before peeking up to see a scruffy old man with a pocketknife phycotically grin at me, his disjointed teeth coated in plaque and holes.

"Do as i say and you will be spaired
We just want to have a bit of fun with you, i love a good game"

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