Wednesday, 11 June 2014

Giving Up The Ghost



It took me about three hours to finally get into the panic room hidden in the back of the second guest bedroom. Partly because it was well hidden, but also because of the weird ass security system the place had, lights kept going out and shit.

But eventually I hacked the lock and got inside. Inside wasn’t the old upper class bitch I was expecting but some young girl. I couldn’t help but smile, maybe I’d get some more fun.

“He’s behind you.” she said, smiling.

I didn’t get to turn around before I felt it reach into my chest.

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