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LINUS'S HOME
It was a quiet night in the year 1978, I was at home in the attic going through my grandfathers belongings and packing them away. When I pushed a dusty old dresser aside a mouse comes out and runs passed my feet, causing me to freak out and knock over a few boxes, a old small chest fell out of one of the boxes. Bending down to pick up the stuff I knocked over I spot the small chest on the ground and saw the words ( CURSED DO NOT OPEN!!! ) carved on it. Curious to what was in it I ignored the warning, picked it up and opened it.
Inside it was a odd looking old book that had weird and detailed symbols all over it. When I opened it, it suddenly glowed red and vibrated. I dropped the book and it glowed even brighter, glowing blood came out the book and spread out like roots all over the house and all over me. I tried to scream but I was cut off by the blood roots going inside my mouth, then everything turned black. As the blood roots covered the entire house a sinkhole appeared beneath it and swallowed the whole house. then the hole resealed itself.
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THREE HOURS LATER
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After what felt like an eternity I finally gained consciousness, but noticed that the blood roots where still wrapped around me, with some effort struggling I managed to loosen the roots a little and turned my head to the side to look out the attic's window and saw that the house was falling.
My eye's widened in horror and I started struggling like crazy, loosening the roots enough for me get out of its grasp. After I freed myself, I quickly walked over and grabbed onto one of the roof's support beams and held on for dear life and waited for the impact. When the house was 100 feet from hitting the ground the roots that were on the house shot out and dug it's self in the ground, slowing the house's fall quickly and the house was carefully lowered down.
I felt the house jolt slightly causing me to lose my grip and fell over. Whoa, what the! Standing back up I walk over to the window and peeked out and saw that the house was no longer falling but was descending at slow pace which confused me. looking out into the distance all I saw was a red barren landscape with very few trees that were red and grey, up further in the distance I spotted a sign that said ( WELCOME TO HELL ) on it.
The house landed on the ground with a soft thud and the house shook a little. I have to be dreaming... I gotta make sure nothing is damaged. Leaving the attic I walk downstairs and look around the house and to my relief everything is not damaged except for a few plant vases that fell over and shattered but that was nothing, I have replacements down in the basement, Wait....the basement! I forgot to check the basement! I quickly ran to the basement door and opened it and much to my surprise it was wasn't damaged. How did the basement not get destroyed!? I exclaim to myself. thoughts were running through my head as I stud there confused and wondered what the hell is going on. I guess those gross looking roots somehow kept the basement from getting crushed?
