silvertongue217
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The large house creaked almost as if it was settling down for the evening and falling into a slumber. It was a nice house nestled just out side of Los Angeles and close enough to make a easy commute to work every day without having to deal with all the congestion of the city. It was a nice large house almost a mansion really with a sprawling estate a pool and a bevy of different rooms to do different stuffs with.
Who could say Mathias didn’t pick the best places
The demon walked through the houses sighing and running his fingers across the sheer white couch and ignoring the sulfer that fell from his fingers. Mathias contemplated his unique situation as he walked through the house and heard it shudder in almost repulsiveness around him. The last victim had been a year ago and every one had finally gotten wise and vacated the house leaving it a empty shell with out any victims for him to corrupt and a broken for sale sign to mark it being up for grabs.
He was so bored
He walked into the kitchen waving his hands and watching as bottle of expensive high quality wine appeared forming with a crystal tumbler. He took it pouring the wine and sipping it as a decade worth of raping and slashing women’s throat came into his mind. He sighed about to retreat back to the basement when he heard the sound of a car pulling up outside. He paused moving to the window and turning invisible with a simple wave of his hands he saw the realtor pulling up along with another car he did not know.
Interesting indeed
Who could say Mathias didn’t pick the best places
The demon walked through the houses sighing and running his fingers across the sheer white couch and ignoring the sulfer that fell from his fingers. Mathias contemplated his unique situation as he walked through the house and heard it shudder in almost repulsiveness around him. The last victim had been a year ago and every one had finally gotten wise and vacated the house leaving it a empty shell with out any victims for him to corrupt and a broken for sale sign to mark it being up for grabs.
He was so bored
He walked into the kitchen waving his hands and watching as bottle of expensive high quality wine appeared forming with a crystal tumbler. He took it pouring the wine and sipping it as a decade worth of raping and slashing women’s throat came into his mind. He sighed about to retreat back to the basement when he heard the sound of a car pulling up outside. He paused moving to the window and turning invisible with a simple wave of his hands he saw the realtor pulling up along with another car he did not know.
Interesting indeed