// This one is based on my mood. I've been feeling really shitty this whole week and I'm just done with everything, honestly.

Baby hasn't been acting like her normal self, lately. She wouldn't smile or laugh that much.
It was weird since she loved to laugh and smile.

Lately, there was only a frown on her face. She was more pale and never took off her jacket, even if she was hot.

You confronted her about it but all she said was that you were crazy. You didn't believe her but soon shook the thought off of your mind.

Baby had finally been acting like herself. What you didn't know was that it was some sort of distraction for what was about to happen to her.

"Baby?" you called out as you approached Baby's room. She had been awfully quiet and it was starting to worry you.
"Baby?!" you called out again as you tried to open the door to her room.

Once you got the door open, you saw a sight that you would never want to see.
On the floor laid Baby in a puddle of her own blood.

Next to her stood a demon, smirking and holding a blood-stained knife.

"Rest in Peace, Baby," said the demon as he looked at you.

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