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Chapter 5 - art

the same night I snuck out of the house and I kept walking down the street, it seemed like everything was glitching , I didn't know where I was going, I was following my instinct , the place glitched even more and i found my self in the same garden I was in before , I found the house, walked up to it and knocked, no one answered until a very ugly woman opened the door , her face was filled with scars and deep burns that seemed to be old marks, her eyes were dull , she looked young but at the same time old , she kept staring at me and i couldn't break the awkwardness until..

" come in "

"....." I silently followed, followed her inside the house which seemed small but was fucking huge from inside,

the house looked so alive , the lights were on , I heard the voice of people talking and laughing in what seemed to be a living room? , and there was someone cooking something that smelled really delicious.

suddenly in the middle of the long corridor the woman stopped and turned around, her ugly burnt face now somehow turned into an angel like face ,the sound of people talking stopped I looked back as the lights went out gradually، only a small ray was shining out a room's door, I looked back at the woman but she's vanished

I heard a scream , which came from that room , I walked slowly but silently towards it as the screams of a girl's voice got louder, I look through the key hole to see an old man and a little girl who seemed to be 11 years old , she was naked, covered in bruises and blood , the scene was so awful I gasped as I walked back slowly in shock and fear . another glitch happened, I'm frozen in place , the house is burning and a lot of people are running, the same female is screaming, and the room's door is open , the girl's face and body were full of scars and burns , I watched her skin burn slowly then her flesh and bones, I could move or blink , as if my body's stuck in place , I felt the fire as it started burning my feet , just for my paralysation to stop on the feels of a hand reaching out to my shoulder .