The Murder House
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Her stone walls peeked out through the cover of her greenery that protected her from the sins those speak of outside her walls, her rusted, clean windows opened as the wind whistled lies to her. Lies of happiness and joy and normality, such things she saw as stories in children's tales and for a moment she dared to believe, to hope, to beg that she may too be granted happiness joy and normality.
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For a moment the Mother paused looking at her artwork, that's what this was, a true work of abstract art. Some of the cuts were shallow only just breaking the skin while others were cut down deep revealing multiple layers of muscle and tendons convulsing with the need for more blood which was only painting the floor around them. It was beautiful.
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No, now she will forever be branded, a big tattoo burned into every surface of her walls, floors, windows, doors and curtains, even her furniture. She will breathe her new title, laying dormant too feared to even look at let alone be lived in.
She branded the Bellerose House, the Murder House.
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Friday 12th of August 2011 the Russo's are brutally murdered in their own home. Their children missing and never seen since.
Monday 3rd of June 2024, Romeo Byron and River Wayne move into the now abandoned Murder House. With the help of family, friends, animals and neighbours, they settle into the creaking, unsure house.
Wednesday 5th of June 2024, River looks into the Russo's murders, pushed on by her family and the local neighbourhood PI.
Monday 12th of August 2011, the House claims another.
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