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House of Horrors Part 10As the man seen as a zombie stands up with the chainsaw, Dexter stands back more and more slickly heading back to the door. But he knew trying to fool the man was not a good idea as he found out his endurance and intelligence hasn't changed, making him jolt out of the door then closing it quickly after him when seeing the man sprint after him. He sighs slightly stepping to the side away from the frame of the door as he sees the chainsaw blade ravage into the oak of the door and panics again stepping back. The man shoulder bashes the door open and stops looking at Dexter again and slowly starts to walk towards him, and eventually speeds up sensing Dexter's sense to flee. The man tries swinging the chainsaw at Dexter as he falls back dodging it and leaps away and heads to a door and shoulder bashes it but falls right back after hitting it and gets back up then turns around seeing the man. He slows down and lifts up the saw. He hears something from outside of the walls. Like a truck as he
House of Horrors Part 9He runs around the house panicking madly to leave but his anger kept shrinking as he felt like a guinea pig chained to a pipe and began to panic more and more and ran through a door. Within a blink of an eye there was a man in a suit with a broken neck, he stopped suddenly, nose blocked from the stench and began to study the body from the injury, to the chainsaw taped to his right hand. He winced slightly from the scent again and stepped back but saw a note nailed to his upper torso and tilted head, as he began to step forward to grab the nose, the corpse twitched when feeling his footstep making Dexter jump back. Eyes widened. Frightened. Frozen on the spot, with no idea what to do. The corpse starts to get up while staring right at Dexter.
House of Horrors Part 8He stands back slightly and kicks the door open holding the knife while in a stance to throw it but stands straight again as there's nothing in the room this time, all the furniture covered up and the room was pretty much empty. He turns away and heads back out, glad nothing happened, he turns around to intimidate the horror of it and walks back in and checks around, not knowing that there's a pattern on the ceiling which looks like carvings that some infant did either out of horror or maybe boredom, eventually Dexter sees it after seeing a blood trail leading from the corner of the wall to the ceiling. "Whoah" He almost gasps in amazement about the carvings on the ceiling. He slowly leaves the room and turns around looking back at the carvings but the girl is now there in front of him, his eyes widen slightly in fear and curiosity as she stands there looking to Dexter with her hair covering her eyes. Within a blink of an eye she leaps to him holding his knife trying to stab him in the
House of Horrors Part 7As he walks down the hall he keeps feeling a shiver down his spine as if someone's about to sneak on him, so he turns around and swings the knife hitting the wall and jams there as he tries to pull it off. He holds it in gently then yanks it forcing it out and falls back against the wall hitting his head then his back against the wall and falls down, groaning from the pain. Dexter gets up again after picking back up the knife and stands up straight and looks around again, his ears perked thinking he's hearing something but looks to the direction where the noises are as the sound dies off like the music box he found in the kids' bedroom. Before he carries on walking he hears crying in the room he just passed, too curious to ignore thinking a little unfortunate that the door is closed, again. "Not again." He thought out loud looking at the door.
House of Horrors Part 6As he slowly gets up he picks up a knife that was on the floor from what he thought was a hallucination and he looks around the bedroom again and there's a piece of paper on the wall, smudged as if the water was real and struck the poster, to him it looked like a certificate or a birth file. He analyses the file for a few minutes trying to see what's written on there after a few attempts of reading it, by rubbing the smudge off, scratching off he was also realising the knife wasn't shredding any part of the paper so he left the certificate and turned, leaving the kids' bedroom. He turned a different direction after leaving the room, realising there are more rooms to explore, so he headed to the study room that was just next to the room he was just in. He puts his hand on the study room's door again, nothing happened that he wouldn't expect, so he opens it slowly, all he could see was a desk that had a few files stacked up and a laptop with a printer next to it. Seemed odd for him that
House of Horrors Part 5He looks around the kids' bedroom but sees nothing but an old little musical box, turned off and not playing, but he could now not hear the music anymore as the sound slowly faded away. His senses weaken and his fur goes damp slightly all of the sudden and he looks at himself alarmed of what's happened, and looks to the window where it's open and he begins to run but instantly slowed down from the whole atmosphere feeling really soaked then he coughs letting out a big bubble of oxygen out from his mouth then he starts to panic and hurry more and more but as he reaches the window the ten year old girl flashes up in his sight through the window like a poltergeist and his fur jolts to it's end again but he frowns in confidence and goes for the window and as he climbs out his hands hit the window as if there was a barrier from the water and unbreakable glass, he suddenly runs out of air when coughing out his last bubble and begins to drown, but he feels his weight becoming heavier and back
House of Horrors Part 4He walks down the hall to where the noise is coming from which was where the girl came from, his temper shrunk making him too cautious of what's in the room so he looks around the hallway thinking of what to pick up, but nothing light enough to swing so he just carries on walking, utterly curious then reaches the door where the music is coming from, his curiosity now shrunk, not sure of what he's feeling. He plants his hand onto the door to open it, it suddenly got cold and he looked to his hand and then to the door and opened it.
House of Horrors Part 3A few hours later he wakes up again in the same place where he knocked himself out from falling down the stairs, he sits up slowly with his cigarette broken and hanging out of the end of the other half the cigarette he takes it out and drops it to the side and gets up and looks around without moving to try and see that little girl again but thankfully not in sight again as his heart raced to the thought that she would just appear where he looked. "God damn it, this won't be good. "He hides his face in the palm of his paw then wipes down to let himself see and clear his mind as he slowly steps up the stairs again notoriously. At all of the sudden he hears a gentle sound of a toy playing a calm and relaxing nursery song, only the lyrics sound like it needs a reception to listen as it's unable to be heard properly from the fizzing. It's causing like if it was a child singing for comfort during the Detroit in 1994, it made Dexter's heart race faster worse. "This is not funny, at all." He t
House of Horrors Part 2He reaches for his trouser pocket and finds a Marlboro pack and he sighs looking at it. "And the one thing I DON'T forget" he shakes head again in disbelief as he takes one out of the pack and puts it in his mouth and searches his pockets but nothing to light it up with. "Hmm" he thinks curiously and keeps walking around the house out of boredom and he sees a ten year old girl staring at him from down the hall, he tilts his head slightly as she mimics him at the perfect time and he turns back, she does the same thing. Dexter shocked a little from the sight and he looks to where she's looking but when he turns back, she's only now three metres away from him after being all the way down the hall at ten metres so he freaks out. He turns away and hides behind the wall, looking down the stairs slightly and looks to the side in no sight of the girl, he sighs in relief, and turns around the corner as she's only just there, two inches away from him and his fur stands on end making his nerves j
EasterRemember what you love,
you with sand in your teeth
and the feral burn of hunger
in your eyes.
God sends his regrets.
He made you grasping and slow,
in a late hour
when the wine washed low.
Remember what you love.
Fall to your knees in the toss
and the swell, quell
the appetite of the cold black sea.
Beg blessings for your home
and the salt-sick trees.
Reach what lies near:
the fat-faced child, the sweet-soft lamb;
tether the tantrum, trickle the blood.
Offer psalms to what is holy,
whisper the name of what you love
as it bobs in the bleak mad sea.
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