I sat in a small room with a TV and some games, playing something. I walked out to find my mom on the phone with her friend by her side. My dad had called and was pissed he was around. I looked out the window as her friend left to see my dad, smoking. I rushed out to stop him only to find my cousin walking up the steps. (Ok, basement, to second level?) She was crying.

"Something happen?" I asked.

"It still is." She replied.

I came out to see my dad's hand raise and bash a knife into his skull. Blood splattered everywhere on the concrete.

"NO!" I cried. He turned back with the face of a hellhound.

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Hmm... I don't get it too well...