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━━ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍! ❪ the sky full of death ❫
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( warning: major gore scenes in this chapter, specific descriptions of a stabbing (the method of a shovel instead of a knife)/subtle gutting to the chest area; please be careful. you have been warned )
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⋆ 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗥𝗦 kept running, even if they didn't know the safe places. They headed inside the manor, thinking it might be a good idea, a haven. They all started to slow down, attempting to catch their breath, but they kept their walking pace.
"Should we put these keys in the holes? We haven't been doing a good job at placing them in," Abby whispered as William held the door for the pair as they turned towards the hallway, leaning towards the ballroom. "I mean, to be fair, we have been running for our lives so that I wouldn't blame us," Abby continued with a chuckle that quickly died.
"Do you think that they were nice ghosts? Like... Like Samuel. I mean, he didn't attack Will at all; there has to be something we are missing here," Vanya said as she questioned the others as the three walked down, their eyes darting across from the ornate wallpaper to the dark oak furniture that decorated the halls. All William replied with was a soft sigh. He wasn't sure how to phrase it, but it felt like Samuel was still human ━ even if William knew that was never possible.
