I crawled under the bed, thinking he won't find me, thinking he would just take the money and leave. I heard my mother scream my name. I was too terrified to answer. And then I heard nothing. Total silence. I crawled out from under the bed and went down the stairs. I wish I didn't. I was horrified at the sight before me. They beheaded my parents and put their heads on the chandelier. Before I could cry out, I felt a shard pain on my neck. I've been stabbed.
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