PROLOGUE (1942)

The rain poured on the streets. The kid's faint laugh, a laugh turned into a dry laugh. Along with the beat of the rain. That would flow around the kid's shoe into the streets. The kid started coughing, however, it wasn’t a cough. It felt like someone was pulling him.

The hands…

Slime…

Dripping down his shirt, but that’s what he thought. It isn’t real, right? But, but, why? Why i...

When you walk around the street you can see him with a mask that allows him to control.

Allows him to follow the devils steps.

He sees the gates of the underworld up here…

And every footstep he takes it spreads...

I have the Lack of sleep

I sit there in my bed

Startled…

Dripping sounds come from my bathroom

I let my dog lick my hand

I fall asleep

I hear the dripping sounds. “ARGH THE FAUCET!”

Again…

I let my dog lick my hand..

Mom and dad are here. But are they? dripping sounds are still there…

I’ve had enough. I go to the bathroom and I see my dog..skinned and a pool of blood sits below him.....

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About to preform the most dangerous feat.

Sworn to protect, sworn to make his mind neat.

But in its past was it him after all?

With a smile on its face watching him suffer the fall

No food for 20 years

The gramma said “ protect the dears”

the human jumps.

The creature cuts the rope....