"Matty?" I called into the cabin,stepping inside.Where was he?I groaned in irritation and seated myself on one of the imperial red chairs.

  The cabin had two floors,not including an attic he wouldn't be able to get into.I hummed a small melody to myself as I watched the falmes in the fireplace crackle contentedly.

  Above the fireplace,the television showed a long-forgotten episode of F.R.I.E.N.D.S that aired in the early 2000s.Groaning,I switched the channel to a show I knew he loved:Halloween.

  While I watched Lynda being choked with a phone line, Matthew scooted out of the darkness.
"Hey," I smiled at him and he smiled back.
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  I stared at Carrieta and Cedric in their bedroom.They both were kissing each other like it was the last thing they'd ever do.Filthy.

  Through the hole in the basement floor,I picked up an old spear that was long discarded by me.
"HARDER!" She scratched his back as she shrieked in pleasure.I dropped the spear through their heads.

  Cedric screamed as the spear shattered his skull as it passed through it,coming directly into hers.Her eyed were open in shock as she screamed and jerked around,blood spewing onto her face and the black bedsheets.

  "Shut the fuck up!" Martha yelled from upstairs.I stood up and climbed down the ladder,onto the wooden walkway that connected all of the bedrooms.From my vantage point,I could see Matthew and Martha watching an old horror movie.

  "Finally,they both shut up,"She sighed in relief,flicking her black hair from her pale yellow face.Matthew began to scoot his way outside.I watched him leave before peering out of the window.

  Looking around,my eyes settled on the machate mounted on the wall.I picked it up and leaped down, slamming my weapon onto his skull.

  With a sickening crack,Matthew head split into pieces, most of which ended on on his lap or the ground.His eyes barely clung onto what remained of his head as it lolled down into a mess of gore in his lap.