The Noir Crimson Escape

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It was 7pm when he had arrived. He complained about how small the door was.

"Something smells real amazing, May!" I imagined my mother's proud look as she responded. "Why thank you, Andy! I prepared this feast myself." He let out an unconvinced laugh. "Sure, May. Sure."

A few hours had passed and the house grew very quiet. Suddenly it was filled with a fear ridden screech. One that the sisters at school would call ungodly.

I bursted out of my four wall haven and down the stairs to a scene that truly was ungodly. That would be my second mistake of the night. Along with the others, these mistakes would make my somehow tolerable life, almost unlivable.
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