A body lay in its final resting place. Its own house; Its own bedroom to be exact. Its once evenly tanned skin covered in thin and thick slits, the once fresh, crimson blood was now dried, like a rusty after result. On what used to be its neck were what looked like bruise marks. In the shape of hand prints. Purple and Blue fingerprints littering its skin. If you looked up just a small bit more, you'd see a very disturbing sight. The persons face was covered in markings, satanic markings. Made out of blood. Etched out onto their skin. Their eyes had been gouged out, bloody, eyeless eye-sockets were all that were left behind. Their tongue was chopped out of their mouth, blood spilling out and onto the sheets, still. On the poor, deceased person's stomach, were four words, all carved into their skin. "RIP. Rest In Pieces." The same words were painted onto the white walls off the room. A scene from a horror movie.

In the room next to that, there once was a little child. She slept in an eternal slumber, her golden hair spread out in a halo around her head. She looked like she was just sleeping, it was the middle of the night, after all. Her eyes were still closed. Her hands were overlapping on her chest. On her neck were marks. Blue, Purple. Those two colors were the colors of the markings. She was dead, that was for sure. Strangled. An Angel Trapped In An Eternal Slumber.

The next thing anyone knew, A piercing scream echoed from the first room. It was a female's scream. Only seconds later, another emerged, much younger. A young male child's scream. 'Erik!!!' The female sobbed out. 'Amira!!' The young boy screamed, staring at the corpse of his sister. 

Do you like it? This will be sort of from "RIP"s point of view, And A will be using These- ' - Instead of Speech marks. 

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