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A tall man dressed all in black, caring a large sword on his back, wandered around the dark sleeping town. He walked down the street keeping his head low and hidden behind his hat.
"Who's there?" he said wipping around fast to see no wone there. He turned and continued on his path.
"Stupid people, sleeping in their warm beds, in their rich houses, with thier nice things. They are happy and think they are safe. Happiness is a waist of time." the man said to himself.
As he walked a small white cat approched him and rubbed against his leg.
"What is it? Pathetic animal. Looking for affection wherever you go, there is no affection here." he said picking the cat up roughly by the skin behind it's head. He began to softly pet it on the head as he said. "Only pain." he grabed the cat's head and twisted it as the sound of bones cracking was heard. He dropped the cat on the ground and continued on his way.
He walked past a small yellow house. "What an ugly color." he said. "Who ever lives here has bad taste." He walked up to the house and turned the nob. It was locked. He punched through the wooden door and unlocked it then walked in.
He unsheathed his sword and dragged it on the ground behind him. As he walked past the couch he picked up a small pillow. He entered the bedroom to see an elderly man, about 80 years old sleeping in the bed. The man i black walked up to the bed and shoved the pillow over the old man's face as he awoke stuggleing. As the old man tried to get the pillow off, the man in black severed his limbs, several muffled screams could be heard. The man removed the pillow and then slit the old man's throat as he garggled up blood. "You house is hiddious." the man said as he watched the old man bleed to death.
After the old man had died the man in black cleaned off his sword on the bed sheets and then brought the limbs to stuff them in the freezer. As he was doing this a young boy approched him from behind. "What's wrong with grandpa?" the boy asked.
"Grandpa is sick." said the man in black. "But come here, Uncle Mike will show you how to see him again." he said as the boy walked up to him causiosly.
"Now, close your eyes, it will only hurt for a second." the man who called himself Mike, cut the boys throat and then pushed himinto the refridgerator. He then broke the handle off so the boy could not get out.
As the man left the house he said to himself. "It has been a good night, I feel much better now. STOP YELLING AT ME!" he screamed holding his head for a second, then he walked off as if nothing was wrong.
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