Mazey the Midnight Creeper

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~One Year later~
The two twins sit together on the couch with their feet touching. Michael carefully takes a sip of his hot tea, as Malachi flips through the channels on the TV. He soon stops on the news, finding blurred out pictures of a crime.

"Breaking news: Seventeen year old, Madison Grace was found dead in her bedroom, at exactly twelve in the morning. With pictures of her death, police can't identify if it was suicide..or murder. And due to last year's death of Erin Richard; and the disappearance of M-"

Malachi sighs, as he turned off the TV. "Hey, you okay?" Michael asks his brother, who is still shaken from last year. "Mmhm.." Malachi didn't even bother to properly answer the question.

"Hey, it's alright. Come on, let's go to bed." Michael gets up from the couch, walking towards the kitchen to put his dirty mug in the sink. The living room's temperature started to go down.

Malachi wraps himself in a blanket, calling out to his brother if he can feel it, too. He hears a loud thud in the kitchen, as all the lights in the house go off. Malachi gets up from the couch, running to check on Michael.

Malachi points his phone light around the kitchen, only to find a pool of blood all over the tile floor. "M-Michael.?" Malachi stares at his dead brother, as the the loud old grandfather clock starts to chime it's last seconds of 11:59.

Malachi shines the light on the back door of the kitchen, seeing a short figure standing there. The dark figure sprints towards him, slashing him down to the floor. "Happy Halloween..big brother."

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