The story of a boy named Seth
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The main character of this vile story is called Seth Polowski. He lives in a five-story apartment building with his mom, Margaret Polowski and his dad, Lucas Polowski.
They lived happily together in the suburbs of raccoon city. In their apartment they didn't have many things, even though the apartment was huge. Pretty much the only thing they had was a very expensive vase from imperial china and a cabinet full of guns. The cabinet of guns Seth could never understand, his dad said they were for show, and if they ever got burglars. But how could burglars get to the top of a five story building. But anyway, those were the only things in their house that was actually worth big money the rest was just stuff you'd see in any ordinary house, couches, tables, TV, beds and all that kind of stuff. It was only a few months ago was there a story of ravenous zombies running amok in downtown raccoon city, that why they moved to the suburbs, to make sure they never had that kind of encounter. There they lived for a few weeks till someone rang the door bell downstairs. He had a hoarse voice, or that's what it sounded like through the intercom.
"I've come to see a misses," there was the sound of ruffling papers "Lucas and Margaret Polowski? Are they home right now son?"
"No there not, can I take a message?"
"No, that wont be necessary."
So he heard the door slam and Seth quickly ran across the room to the patio door to see if he could get a good look at the man who rang the buzzer. All he could see was that it was a man with slightly long brown hair and a black business suit. He had a suit case though he couldn't see what color it was.
That wasn't the last time he saw that man.