You and Michael were getting ready to watch a movie, a horror movie to be exact.

As you were fixing the popcorn, Michael getting the movie ready you saw something moving outside through the window. You couldn't really see anything because it was so foggy, but once you turned on your back porch light, you screamed. "Babe? You alright?" Michael asked, walking your way. But you couldn't reply, you were frozen. "Babe?" Michael said again, stopping by you, looking out to where you were looking. "Holy fucking shit." He whispered, frozen in shock and terror.

Right outside, before the woods dropped down, stood a stage. Two ropes, used to hang people in the past. And in the middle, swung a little girl, with no face.

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