The Deserted Street
The street is dark.. It's silent. Looking for your next victim, you continue walking to search for he who will fall next. Normally, the cars that fill these lanes make a loud roar, except, now, there were no cars.. no noise... just.. silence. The small house which used to be filled with laughter and light are now filled with angst. There were no people roaming the streets.. Jogging happily or even going for a leisurely stroll. All the schools were closed, the whole police force was dead and the road was filled with dead animals. You were capable of murdering many, however, you knew your turn was coming. You sense a movement. There are footsteps. You sharply turn your head to where you think the noise and movement is coming from, but there was nothing there.
You continue walking, staring at the empty homes. You see the one you used to live in, grinning sadistically. That building was covered in blood and the limbs of your parents and siblings. You had a family of six. You had your mother and father, two sisters, three brothers and you. Two of your brothers were moving somewhere else, however, they never got their chance to leave the country, as you murdered them. You started walking again. After about two minutes of walking, you approached a colossal mansion. For some reason, the lights were on. You walked toward the door, readying your weapon. Knocking the door, you prepared to ambush. You hid yourself in a nearby tree. You grinned sadistically. " There's no way these idiots will escape... "
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