◇●°• Chapter 2 •°●◇

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Part written by •Timber•

When I got to the house, I stopped in the driveway. No one will see.
I went into the house. The door was unlocked since who the hell would be alive to lock it. I squeezed into the house so I didn't reveal a dead body to the neighborhood.
This house did have a garage, so let's just hope my car fits inside of it.

I wiped my hands on my pants while staring down at Nicholai, who was more dead than anything I have seen for a while.

I looked around the house, eventually finding the door that led to the garage. I found the button that opened the garage door and watched it open for a moment. I then walked out of the garage and got in my car, backing it up into the garage.

Once I got it in the garage, I closed it again. I'm not just going to carry a dead body out with the garage open so the whole neighborhood could see.
I walked back in the house and walked over to where Nicholai was lying. I sighed and crouched over, picking him up.
I strained for a second since he was definitely much heavier than he looked. I walked into the garage, opening the back seat of my car. I put Nicholai on the floor of the car so no one will wonder why someone is sleeping on the seats as I am driving passed.

I slammed the car door shut and walked back into the house. I scratched the back off my head and yawned as I stared at the blood splattered against the walls and floor. I then looked around for something I could clean it up with.
I grabbed a shirt lying on the floor and wiped the blood off the wall. I then wiped it off the floor and examined everything else carefully. I wanted to make sure there was no sign of a struggle if it came down to investigation.
Just to be extra careful, I moved some of the things that looked crooked to be more straight. I then walked out into the garage, opening the back seat and throwing the bloody shirt in.

I closed the door and opened the garage door. I sighed and got in the front seat, driving out. I then went back into the house to close the garage. Then, I got in the car and drove home.

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