God, why am I here…?

Recently there’s been little kids running to your house like you they’ve seen a ghost (haha) reporting signs of a man with three heads. Now this must’ve been a silly story going around from one of the older kids, but in some way you wanted to explore.

Days went by and word has also been going around about a little girl by the name of Lori Sanders who disappeared around the house of where one of the little kids described the three-headed man was. Maybe this was real… no! Get that out your head! Maybe a little sneak peak wouldn’t hurt though…

Later that night, your backpack contained life saving objects, heading to the eerie house that just screamed “don’t enter.” Bugs crawling through the cracks of the walls, the bones of rotting, and wait— chewing? Creaking the oddly unlocked door open lied a man sitting on the ground with a knife in his hands, doing everything in his will to cut the extra two connected heads, hands shaking as his head slowly twitched to face the mysterious person behind him.

“Wait I- I can expla-ai-n… please, I was only helping her…” *What lied in front of him was Lori and a few other kids, all bruised and bloodied but seemed to have bandaids completely covering her body. “I didn’t mean to…”