667 Roosevelt Drive. The door was ajar when Michaela got home, and she felt her heart stop. Slowly putting her keys into her fist as a kind of makeshift weapon, she slowly made her way into the house, where she heard the sounds of slurping and moaning. It was coming from the kitchen. Once she got inside she was not prepared for what she saw on the floor, eating raw meat there on the tile so messily that her chin was stain...
Part 2 It was around midnight, and I found myself out for a walk in the cool summer air. It had been a month since the heist at the store and I could tell Amy was still having trouble accepting what had happened, but who wouldn't? She wasn’t the only one, I still had no idea what happened to me and now I couldn’t stop thinking about all that blood. My senses sharpened to the point I could hear someone’s heartbeat from ove...
Red as blood, Dark as night. Scream you may, Run you might.Walk in the forest With a cross in your pocket.Walk in the streets With a blood filled locket.Crimson and charcoal,Shades of pure evil. Red are our eyes, The mark of the Devil.We praise evil,With demons we stroll. We live lifeWithout any soul.Know us, And know us well. For we are the honoredDwellers of Hell.We seek one thingAnd that is your blood. This world of yo...
