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Twisted Madness: Bloodline

   As Ann stood on her front porch drinking her cup of morning milk as the wind started to blow. She closes her eyes as the cool breeze flows over her body. The clouds begin to roll in as lightening streams across the the sky followed up with ground shaking thunder as lightening bolts strike the hillside across the way. Ann takes a drink of her milk and the rain starts pouring. She sticks her hand out so she can feel the rain upon her skin as she hears her name being called from inside the house.
Ann, Ann.
As she turns to see who's calling for her. She walks towards the door and she hears them call out once more. Ann! As she enters the house she sees the shadow of a child run across the end of the hallway into a run. She slowly walks down the hallway towards the room as she approaches the door she can hear a young girl crying softly. As she steps into the doorway she sees a child sitting on the bed facing the wall crying. Ann calls out to her " Little girl are you okay? " the child doesn't reply.
Ann walks cautiously over to the bed where she asks the child again. " Are you okay little girl? "
Still no reply. Ann takes another drink of her milk and the young girl begins to laugh as Ann drops the cup and begins to gag as the milk changes to rotten black blood as it rolls down her throat she falls to the floor on her knees as she hears. Little Ann, little Ann, come back to me we are not done yet.

                         To be continued.
Written by Deadsorrow78
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