as your sat in your new rented home, Lewis curled on your lap, there was a soft crash as someone broke into the house. you got up, stupidly calling out "hello? hello! is anyone there?" you curse yourself in your own mind for being so silly. then you find the man, covered in black clothing and a mask, sat on a dining chair. this sends panick through your spin. you rushed to the only place that would help. the closet. as you went in, your breath caught. you fell. backwards into hell..
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