prologue

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a sudden shock strikes the room as the little boy started to sink into the stilt water of the bath tub ,  a tendering dark blood coming out from the unreachable side, his hands and legs couldn't move his mouth shut not enabling him to shout out his deepest giving pain, 

the water turned from warm to lukewarm and finally to cold, as the its surface starts to fill deeper and deeper, the little boy  breathes  deeply by his thorn noses his sound trying to reach the further side of the wall and his nose smelling the splintering dark blooming blood aroun him, he couldn't bear any more longer his cry for death now almost heard to the world .

it is said that a little child could never understand the complexity of heaven that they are to puerile to truly understand the lights of God, but he'd bitten logic as he sees flashing lights whirled around him a heavy light his closed little eyes couldn't handle.

finnaly he hears the shouting voice of his mother he wishes not to loose but it was too late.


finnaly    

CHAMBERS OF MADNESS (unedited Version)Onde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora