Embers Of Murder

Embers Of Murder

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In a darkened corner of a living room sat a girl shrouded in darkness whimpering every few minutes, holding her knees to her chest. Not far from her lay the two crimson corpses of her beloved mother and father covered in broken glass and dirt. The girl herself had been covered in blood some her own, other her parents as she clung to their stiff bodies. Until she gave up and crawled over the broken glass to the corner. She didn't know how long she'd been sitting there swinging back and forth whimpering catching only glimpses of her parents' dull, glossy eyes as cars passed by. Somewhere in the distance of her terrified mind she heard the front door open. She heard a female voice calling out before she heard more glass breaking followed by a shrill, heart stopping scream. The girl covered her ears as the scream grew louder in her ears. She rocked back and forth even faster, crying for her mother. Her mother that lay on the ground before her motionless and cold.
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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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