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Warning!!!There will be gore and disgusting scenes in this part.If you do not want to read it please don't read until you see something written in bold letters.

What I saw would frighten or disgust every other person.Every usual being that hasn't gotten used to the sight of plain gore.Fortunately or not,i was immune to seeing blood and smelling rotten skin.
In that room there was a boy.But it wasn't alone,or alive as a matter of fact.His limp body on the ground,soaked in a red and brown sticky liquid.His head was missing along with some of his fingers.It was the first time I felt sad to see someone dead.I never cared about adults,stupid people darkening the world,but children are children.The boy must have been around ten.On top of his corpse a girl,about my age probably older as far as I could tell,was standing with his head in one hand and a rusty,bloody kitchen knife on the other.She was wearing a black wig that had almost fallen off,exposing burnt ,mutilated skin,a dirty white mask with black lace over the eyes and black feminine lips painted on,a for black dress and broken heels.I tried moving towards her,try to talk to her maybe.The warm blood under my shoes made a weird sound as I walked to her,which made her head snap towards me.I could feel her stare piercing through me behind her mask.I stared back.We stayed like that for a couple of moments before she threw the head somewhere,I couldn't tell where,it was dark.Almost by instinct,I turned towards the direction i thought the head had landed and after realising I couldn't find it I turned back to look at her,but she was gone.

If you skipped because you didn't want to read gore what happened was basically this:the child was killed by Jane.We see Jane in this chapter :3.She is gone now,she left.

I rushed to the walls,patting my way to a nightstand with a lamb on it.I turned it on.

Blood.

There was red blood everywhere.Splattered on the wall,even on the ceiling.It was slowly dripping down.

Drip
After
Drip
After
Drip

The only sound that could be heard inside this silence.

What will you do now?

I don't know

Everything hurt.I had been fighting the feeling for too long.The sight of blood made this so hard.Millions of thoughts flooded in my head and I couldn't even make them out.The room spinned around me.

Just give up

The only thought i could make out,echoing in my head.

Give up

Give up

Give up

Give up

So I did.

Third Person POV

The girl had stopped moving for a second.She had stopped breathing and her face went pale.Almost like she died but just for a moment.She gasped loudly,aching for breath.(Y/N) fell down on her knees.Her dirty (h/c) hair covering her face,the only thing you could see was a devilish smirk,an insane like smile.
She stood up slowly,taking the silver knife from her front pocket."Her son is dead,I would do a favour to her if I save her from this miserable world as well." She walked out of the room,her (e/c) eyes glimmered in the dim moonlight that shone through the small windows.She creeped through the hall,her footsteps not making a sound.She had her eyes focused on a wooden door with various drawings glued on it.As she finally reached the door she grabbed its cold handle and twisted it,opening the door silently.The room was not dark,the light was open and a woman was sleeping on her chair.She must have fallen asleep while working on something.The woman had short black hair and fair skin.She was wearing blue trousers and a white oversized shirt as homewear.(Y/N) tip toed her way towards the sleeping woman and put the cold blade on her neck.

Should I wake her up?

....

(Y/N)'s expression momentarily changed.It became a worried,confused one

Why not


She mumbled a soft "I don't know.."


....

Okay then,just kill her already

A bit more gore here

She nodded slightly,a devilish smirk making its way to her face again and pressed the blade slowly into the woman's neck.She woke up,almost immediately and seeing (Y/N) she got scared.The woman went to stand up,for some reason not noticing the knife,making it go deeper in her neck.She tried to gasp,blood game out of her mouth,she couldn't breathe.She struggled to get away even if it was clearly pointless.After her body went limp (Y/N) threw it on the floor."Save me a..." She sighed,it was pointless.She had to go.

Gore stopped

Walking around the body,to a little window she jumped down on a tree.She hissed in pain when a piece of wood went in her bare palms.She jumped off the tree and tried to take the splinter out,after some tries managing to do it.She started rushing to the forest,trying to find their cabin.Maybe Jeff was already there.No matter what she had to tell him about the girl...
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