Escape.
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"MAMA!" Jonathan cries as he sits up on his bed before rubbing his eyes and slowly he sees a dark shadow moving and creaking the floors while he gasps loudly and cries out again "MAMA!" he slowly gets out of bed while his small feet thumps on the floor a bit and he walks over towards the door before peaking out the side of it a bit "Mama..?" He tilts his head a bit in a wonder as he opens his door slowly and walks out and down the hall to his moms room then peeps into the bathroom but he sees nothing and he sighs while he runs straight to her room, pushing the door and looks around inside her room "mama..please.." He gasps as he sees his mom drenched in a pot of blood in her bed and he falls to his knees, shaking and trembling while he hugs his knees and rocks back and fourth slowly "m-M-M-M-M-M--aaaa" before he could speak the door slams behind him and locks his up in there all you hear is Jonathan screaming in pain. Someone reports it the next morning and they find the bodies and takes them to the morgue as the cop checks into there files before shaking his head .."mama was evil.."
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