#SPOOKYSPOOPYWEEK !! Even thoe I forgot to mention i wanted to do things after they actual happen ><

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"David?" The short pale male asked as his voice echoes in the quiet house. "U-um....I'm just gonna come in and drop of this shtuff-!!" The door slams shut  behind the Irish lad and he let's out a gasp, "Jaysus..." Jack let's out a breath and looks up again.

"Well..." Jack slowly puts the box down and cleans his hands on his jeans. "David?" He asked once again.

Sean...

Jack's pupils shrink and he darts his eyes to different hallways. He runs towards the bathroom and looks at himself in the mirror. He looked fine, he looked normal or so he made himself think. He bends down and splashes water on his face. He let's the remains drip down his face and he quickly looks up to see someone behind him. Someone he doesn't have a much liking to.

"A-anti..."

Jack turns his neck to the side and sees no one.

No, not anti....

Jack turns his head back and he smiles.

A sinister look on his lips and eyes. He  grips onto the sides of the sink and looks at himself in the mirror.

A forced grin was placed on his lips and the lights of the bathroom turn off.

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David walks into the house with the dogs following closely behind him. He takes off his shoes and continues walking inside.

"Jack?!" He called out. "I brought shome of de black shtuff" he said as he placed the white plate on the kitchen counter. Both dogs start barking at the stairs, snarling and growling as if there was a stranger inside the house.

"Joe , Tony?" Asked the tall male. He walks towards them and looks at the stairs.

Nothing.

David huffs and walks away again and into the living room he goes, slowly dragging his tired feet on the wooden floor. He sits down and turns on the TV, scanning to see if there was anything interesting to watch but it wasn't like he was gonna see it anyways, he most likely was gonna see it for a few seconds and then turn it off so he can go upstairs to sleep.

The channels kept getting quieter and quieter. He frowns at the weird action of his TV and tries to change it back but for some reason, it wasn't working.

Maybe it was the remote, he thought.

He groans and gets up and tries to turn off the TV but as soon as he did a chanel catches his attention. "J-jack?" He whispered. Static going on and off, a gray color shading in the persons face. The way he slowly turned to look at David and the way he quickly turns his head to the side with blood dripping down his eyes, top of the forehead and mouth.

A laugh echoed the house and David runs. He goes to the kitchen but he only found blood trailing of the the side of the counters and the big window to the side. Finger prints left behind like if someone was trying to escape or get in.

Fear took over his body and he calls out again. "Jack?! Joe? Tony?" He asked but no response not even from his dogs. "Jack?!" He called out again but nothing just small cut out giggles coming from every direction.

David swallowed harshly and laughs awkwardly, "Oh yeh! Trollin daithi!" David said.

"Y-yer a real gas yoke" David forced a laugh and he corners himself on the counter.

David~

Nogla freezes and his heart beat rises, he gulps dryly and he tries to speak, "j-jack?" David questioned and a giggle was heard. The phone on the counter lights up and David takes a glance at it.

He backs away again until he felt a hand touch his shoulder.

He quickly takes off and slams himself into the locked front door. He turns around and waits.

~Don't be scared....and good night~

The voice sanged and David was at the verge of having a panic attack, anything can literally set him off but of course, just as he thinks that a soft knock comes from the back of the door. The blurry face and weird creepy look made David jump but he knew that Irish man too well.

"Jack!" David said in joy.

He was about to hug the man until he saw the black bags surrounding his eyes, a darker shade of colored hair and he was wearing black everything.  

"Hey there, babe~" the male said and David quickly backs away.

"What's wrong? Not happy to see me?" He teased, watching every move that David made.

For a split second you saw anti change. The colors on his face and everything, blue eyes turning green, a smirk turned into a plane line and a hallow expression.

David runs upstairs as fast as he could and anti smirked. "Don't hide~"

Anti walks up the stairs and touched the wall behind him leaving a black line trailing away. Blood soon comes out of the black like like a deep cut made by a dull knife. Slowly panting the wall red.

"There's no point on hiding~" he whispered.

David gets inside the dark room that no one used in his house and hides on the far corner of the small room. Holding his breathe to his best ability but the way he was breathing made everything so much harder to control.

"I'll find you....."

David cried silently on the wall and slides down slowly.

"Im near...."

The door opened slowly and David watches in horror as the green eyes scan the room slowly. He blinks for a second and the lights turn on and anti was standing right infront of him. Bending down to his level.

His breathe hitched and anti takes out a knife digging it deep inside David's throat. David tries to push and scream but his strength had disappeared and does screams sounded more like gargles.

Blood poring out of his throat and anti licks it from the side.

"Your mine.....and you're soul belongs to me now...."

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A/n Guys I hope you enjoy-

         Stay safe and-

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