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I ate my big toe. It was the best thing I could do. I would like to put a date on this particular event. The problem is, there’s already been a winter since I lost track of time. A winter since the day I involuntarily killed my father. And if I hadn’t cut ties with my family, would she have started research? Have they ever cared about us, these hypocrites? Anyway, I prefer the coldness of the wilderness to the warmth of a court, and the judgment of civilized people. Outside, you can kill your foot before you devour it. In prison, the days slowly eat away at you. You end up dying of boredom. I’m sure of it. This winter seems colder than the previous one. Yet last year, the atmosphere was freezing. And if I had waited a few seconds before closing the safe... Well, I wouldn’t write this confidence, this aside on this notebook which I have now found useful. And if my dad didn’t want to take out the camera to capture this stupid, seedy cabin, I probably wouldn’t have closed the trunk on his skull
Réponse :
Max woke up in sweat and fear, he looked at the dusty clock that layed in the back of his room, it was three in the morning. He attempted to go back to sleep but suddenly a scream echoed downstairs, he jumped out of bed and rushed down the stairs in order to see what happened.
He looked around but only silence was present, he turned on the lights but the current was dead. The situation made him anxious, he started heading down the basement where the generator was. He opened the door and went down the creaking stairs. He had a bad feeling and started heading back up but the door slammed right in front of him, hitting his head and making him fall down the stairs of the dark and eery basement. He got up and rused back up hitting the door with all his might but it was useless, the door didn't move an inch.
He started hearing the laughs of what seemed to be a small girl, he grabbed a chair and threw where the laughs comed from.
Suddenly the laughs stopped and a buzzing sound started echoing in the basement, the buzz suddenly turned into a scream. The little girl was screaming as if she would never again. She screamed and runned towards Max biting his hear. Max felt an enormous pressure and an odd sudden nausea, his head turned pale and he felt his body weaken therefore falling on the ground.
The next morning Max woke up in his bed, he thought it was just a nightmare then, he scratched his head but then his hand stopped. he was feeling something odd with his ear as if it was all scratched up. He thought it was just a coincudence and got out of bed. He looked and noticed his clock stopped precisely at 3 in the morning.
He told himself it was too much for just a coincidence, he rushed down the stairs and then down the basement . He couldn't believe his own eyes, his own body was lying dead on the floor.
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