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Kids

Anne walked towards the second house, The Devil following her.

'I came up with an idea - let's not kill them.' The Devil said casually, as if they were talking about the weather. Anne felt a flicker of hope. Maybe, just maybe, The Devil wasn't lying.

But it was too good to be true.

Anne saw three small children playing in their local park. They were very small, probably three to four years old, and there was a twelve year old girl, too.

The Devil started walking towards them instead.

'My dear children,' He smiled, staring at those poor souls,'I want you to judge my new home. Fancy following me there?' The children weren't stupid. They knew

it was dangerous to go home with a stranger. But the neighborhood was completely safe, and the people knew each other.

But no one knew the murderer. But the children didn't know that.

The children looked at each other, the oldest giving them an assuring nod, and started following the murderer.

'What about the child I am supposed to babysit?' Anne shuddered as she said the word 'babysit.' She wasn't babysitting the children.

She was killing them.

'That could wait.' The Devil said casually, looking at the thought translator. Anne took it as a warning. Don't think anything. Please don't think anything.

And that's what Anne thought for as long as she could.

The children had arrived, and were now looking around the warehouse. The Devil was following them around, Just like he did with Johnny. Anne shuddered at that thought.

The fact that she was helping The Devil kill the children, so mercilessly, was enough to destory her mental peace.

Anne longed for silence. She hated the sound of children. The way the screamed when they played happily. Almost the same way as they did when they were being killed.

'And now, my dear children, follow me into the basement. Be very quiet, or I will sew up your lips!' The Devil laughed. The children laughed, too. But they didn't know that The Devil meant it.

Anne lied down to sleep, for as long as she could. But then she heard a scream.

It was one of the children. 

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