The Beginning

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Screaming. All he could hear was unfathomable screaming. The sight of red blinded his eyes and crimson coated his small frame. The body's wine had pooled around him; he was unable to move his small feet.

All he could see were the contorted limbs of his twin, twisted into demonic positions. The expression on her face was horror-filled. It didn't make sense-how had this happened?

A dark shadow stood over them. Deep, and malicious, a laugh bellowed from the shadows stomach. The young boy stood frozen with fear. His body shook violently, but as he tried to scream nothing came out of his mouth. The shadow moved towards him slowly, stepping into the light.

A pale faced stranger stood before him- blood surrounded the strangers mouth, and a snake-like tongue flickered out to taste the coppery substance. It sent an ice cold shiver down the boys spine. Whimpers escaped the boys mouth because no louder noise was able to be created. Skeletal fingers began to reach out towards the smaller figure, creating an atmosphere of despair. They combed through his raven locks, before disappearing entirely.

All that was left was a bloody frame and a lost soul...

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