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A/N: Hey everyone!

Why am I awesome? And why am I wicked? Because I plotline these stories! And I pull cruel jokes on our readers.

It's Castor and Pollux, the Gemini Twins! Here's our third story, and by no means our last. It's darker than our other two, way darker. Ye be warned! It's rated "T" but we might change it to "M".

Enjoy! Please review!


Song Heng

Song Heng raced down the eerie hallways of the mansion. Her dark hair was caked with blood as it flew behind her and tear tracks streaked her dirty face. Her mother, her father, her siblings. Gone. All gone. Who, or what, was in the house has killed them all. It didn't even spare the four year old boy.

Colliding with a wall, Heng shoved off it and raced around a corner. The Chinese girl stopped before the front door with a mask of horror. It was gone. The front door was gone. There was only smooth wood, leaving Heng trapped in the house with it. Heng pounded on the wall, screaming desperately. Why had her family bought a house in the middle of a secluded forest? Why couldn't they have lived in the city?

A terrifying creaking noise reverberated through the whole house. Turning on the spot, Heng fled up a staircase and to the second floor library. Once in the large room, she chose a small bookcase and shoved it aside. Falling to her knees, she drew her father's precious hand knife and carefully carved a single word into the wood. She completed it quickly and stumbled to her feet, dropping the knife. Just as Heng was pushing the bookcase back into place, the library fell into a creepy silence.

Heng stood stock-still, staring at the bookcase in horror. It was here. It was her turn. Inhaling deeply, she closed her eyes. The large room echoed with a haunting voice.

"One by one, let's have some fun."


A/N: What'd you think? It's not much, but it's a good start!

See you in the next chapter!