It's late at night, and the house was dead silent. The street outside was empty. This would have been normal, if Erilie hadn't gotten out of bed suddenly, drugging you and dragging you into the basement, tying you up and silencing you with a cloth that she tied across your face. You soon fell asleep in the chair she had you tied in, waking up about two hours later to see her stood infront of Abbigail's body, bloody blade in hand... she was crying. "I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry Abbi.."
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