The Witch's House - Viola's Return

The Witch's House - Viola's Return

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WARNING: SPOILERS FOR THE PEOPLE WHO NEVER PLAYED THE WITCH'S HOUSE. (P.S I know that tons of other people created stuff like this, but they've never thought of it the way I have in store... >:) So this is basically the sequel of The Witch's House (An indie horror RPG) Which is about a girl named Ellen that had no one that loved her, So she switched bodies with an innocent girl, And managed to kill her and get away with it.... OR DID SHE? You'll find out in dis story! :D (OMGHEEE...... plEASE i wrote this in 2016 wtf xDDDDDDD bro i was 10, well i just found this account again and its suPER CRINGEY IDEK WHAT I WAS THINKING- holy moly, well enjoy the story if ur gonna read it lolO)
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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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