Mar 31, 2016
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@trxeripper
Brows furrowed, dark whiskey colored eyes locked onto the old abandon house he was parked in front of. He had gotten a call approximately 6:00 PM dispatch had reported that there was suspicious activity going on. The address had been given. Yet this house looked like it hadn’t been lived in for years. He gave a sigh as he pushed the car door open and climbed out closing it behind him. He was going to give up on it when he saw something move within the house through the broken front window. So, maybe there was something going on. He started toward the house, reaching back fingertips grazing the gun that was fitted into it’s holster before removing it. Cautiously he climbed the front porch stairs. He stopped as he got a glimpse of a little girl about the age of six wearing a white dress. It was like she was trying to say something but nothing was coming out and just that she was gone. “What the fuck was---” He shook his head as he got to the door, hand hovering the door before gripping the doorknob and gave a twist. It wasn’t locked. He took a deep breath as he raised the gun in front of him before pushing the door open. The inside was dark and hard to tell of anything. From what he could see it was empty. “Mystic Falls Police, is anyone here?” He called out but only got silence to greet him. Cursing under his breath he took a step in. This was all he needed, he was supposed to get off five minutes ago and he took this. For all he knew it was probably just kids messing around as usual. “--Fuck this.” He turned but the door was closed. Confusion masked his features he didn’t remember closing the door. He was too tired for this shit right now. Holstering his gun he tried the door knob but found it wouldn’t turn. He tried opening it but it wouldn’t budge.
@trxeripper HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!
“I didn’t break it.” @trxeripper
Offline. Love you Stefan. Samael loves his Salem.
@trxeripper His back faced the vampire. His hands were starting to shake and he knew what that meant. The urge to kill was rearing it's ugly head. It was being directed at Stefan, the one person he would never hurt, not intentionally. Every muscle in his body tensing. "Stefan, get out of here. Just fucking run."
BOY,LOOK AT THAT BODY. I WORK OUT.