In the eerie stillness of a moonless night, a small, secluded house stood alone on the outskirts of town, shrouded in an unsettling silence. Little did its unsuspecting owners know that terror was about to descend upon them. A menacing gang, cloaked in darkness and malice, approached the house with sinister intent.
As the gang broke into the house, the creaking of old floorboards echoed through the night, like the anguished cries of the structure itself. Their faces hidden behind masks of malevolence, they moved with malevolent purpose, searching for something to fuel their wicked desires.
With cruel glee, they doused the interior with accelerant, leaving behind a noxious trail that seemed to seep into the very soul of the dwelling. In a frenzy of chaos, they set the house ablaze, the flames dancing with an unholy hunger.
As the inferno roared to life, the night was pierced with the agonized screams of the house and its helpless occupants. The sinister silhouette of the gang against the backdrop of the raging fire was a harrowing sight, a nightmare come to life.
Their sinister deed complete, the gang disappeared into the darkness, leaving behind only the charred remnants of the once-peaceful abode. The house, now reduced to smoldering ruins, served as a chilling reminder of the depths to which human cruelty could descend.
The horror of that night haunted the survivors, a reminder of the vulnerability that can strike when darkness is allowed to roam unchecked, forever etching the memory of that night into the annals of their nightmares.
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