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DJae Writer Chick
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Jack stumbled backwards and as he fell he shuddered. "F-Finn...blood....a-and snake...a-and...b-blood..." he was stuttering, unable to completely explain what he saw. The bathroom was covered in blood. There was a huge hole in the wall and a skeleton that was broken to pieces. Jack felt sick. He held the scarf close to his face, not wanting to make his asthma act up either. He stood, and as he did, he noticed something move in the bushes. He slammed the door shut. "They're here..." he said in barely a whisper, locking that door. He heard a growl from outside and started shaking, but stayed completely silent. He saw a sword on the wall, three swords in fact. He grabbed one, twirling it once in his hand, now glad he had taken fencing and one sword-fighting class.