"I see you Natalie~hehehehehehehehe", 578 cooed into the silent air of the dark, almost empty house. The walls shared their secrets with him as they made a low thump sound when someone was near it, scraping sounds when the injured was near them, and a loud thud when their heart was racing. This time, it was a scraping sound as a young, 15 year old girl leaned against it.
Her posture stiffened, then froze, when the insane voice cut through the air like a razor-sharp knife. Her momentum had kept her short, black matted hair moving as it swung forward, covering her peripheral vision. 578 noticed this and took the opportunity. In a split second he was standing behind Natalie as a dull dagger protruded through her stomach.
Natalie's pale blue eyes widened in horror and fear as her pale skin grew paler and paler until she fainted onto the ground. The knife stayed in 578's hand as his grip was tight on the carbon steel handle and the blade slipped out of Natalie's back. The blade on the dagger was now stained with a dark red liquid as a drip of it moved its way down the horizontal blade, across his fingers, then made its way down his arm until another drip formed and they both dripped off of his elbow. He smiled kindly at his little sister's body as a pool of blood formed around it. 578 dropped his arm to is side as he heard sirens off in the distance. He watched as his sister's body stop moving altogether as it sat there face down on the stained, carpeted floor.
He then let a tear roll down his cheek as he whispered into the empty air of the house that he use to call home, "You're finally home now...heh...hahahahaha...HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
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Paranormal578...578...578. You must remember your number or you will not get candy. You will be rolled away and never seen again...heh...hehe...I wonder how well red goes with with the outside world...and oh how I long for the day I get to slaughter that kid...
