You do your best imitation of a dust bunny and stay put behind the couch. You feel as if you’re about to sneeze but keep holding your breath.
The old feet pace about the room as your body strains for air. You feel the pressure building in your lungs as your face starts taking on a bluish hue. You can’t take it anymore and have to breathe, so you start letting out a trickle of breath to relieve the pressure in your lungs. You must have been heard because now the feet start moving toward you again. You ready yourself to pounce out of your hiding spot and make a run for it… but just then the body in the foyer spasms and catches his attention. The feet scamper back to the body and give it a swift kick to the head.
Then you see the man kneel down and with his withered hands pick up the lifeless body and begin to move it out through the front door. You then hear a series of thuds as if he were dragging the body down the front porch steps. You realize that this is your chance to abandon your ineffective hiding place. Obviously you can’t go out the front door, and a back door is nowhere in sight.
Do you…
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fuck, I’m scared!