“Hello there ladies.”


    Greets a familiar


    voice walking


    down the stairs.


    Ronin is shirtless,


    only wearing black


    slacks along with


    a Japanese Oni


    mask.


    “Did you both enjoy


    the refreshments?”


    He asks, his voice


    sounds condescending.


    Ami begins to vomit up


    black liquid. I scream,


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    suddenly standing to


    my feet.


    Ronin kicks me in the


    stomach and I fly


    back to where the


    unlit fireplace is.


    Ronin merely laughs,


    dragging Ami away by


    her hair to the


    dining room.


    After a couple of


    seconds, as I hear


    Ami''s screams and


    Ronin''s eerie laugh,


    I try to make a run for


    it through the front door


    but it won''t budge despite


    being open a few minutes


    ago.


    “Hey……you.”


    A voice whispers


    in my ear.


    Chills run down my


    spine as I stare back


    in horror.


    Cerise wears a murderous


    grin, being all bloody


    and mangled.


    How is she still


    alive?!?!