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Rapture
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Bang! Bang! Bang! The big daddy slammed his huge fist three times against the Little Sister vent. The sister came climbing into the big daddies sight holding up a mini him. "Look daddy! It's you!" She exclaimed holding up the doll with a paper clip as a drill attached to it. He groaned as he caught her tiny body and placed her on her bare feet. "Come on daddy! I can hear the angels singing! They're not going to wait forever!" She giggled and tugged on his arm, anxiously trying to make her daddy follow her faster into the saltwater stenched hallways of Rapture.
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The "Please..." I hear her whimper and I go into full panic mode. "Calm down, okay? Deep breaths. Don't hang up. I'll be with you soon. Where are you?" I rush as I grab the car key sitting on the glass table. I run into the garage with my dad behind me. "What do you need?" Dad asks "A room. A big one." He runs back inside as I hear her voice again. "Basement...blood...Elle..." I hear sounds of movement in the background and connect the dots. Elle's bleeding, or something... "Deep breaths baby, deep breaths. It's okay, you're okay" I murmur reassuring words to her, thankful that there's no traffic. Several thoughts run through my mind as I drove to her house. The last time we spoke, she could barely stand me, but now she's calling me. I feel kinda used, but now's not the time to think about that. I reach her house in a matter of minutes and shove the door open. The house is quiet, save for my heavy breathing and footsteps. I reach the basement and take in the sight in front of me. Blair cradles her brutally beaten-up sister in her lap as she rocks herself back and forth blinking very frequently. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Currently being edited Look out for cringe worthy typos and plot loopholes

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