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Little Girl

Marcus doesn't look impressed.

"What the fuck Demitri. Three hours, that's it, three hours." I laugh, I guess they failed.

"Na don't bro, seriously I never get spooked but that shit." He grabs a glass of whiskey and sits down, is he shaking?

"Well, what made you run?" Marcus looks at him.

"Noises were fine, hell even the TV cupboard door opening was fine. I debunked all that shit. The photo falling, I debunked that shit as well." We look at him waiting.

"Then the fucking TV turned on, I swear to God I thought I sat on the remote, so I turned it off, and put the remote on the side." We nod listening.

"Then the kettle switched on again I debunked it, decided the fuse was going. Then literally my fucking cup moved across the table and smashed on the floor as the TV turned back on. So here I am, giving up, they are not crazy. Whatever it is wants until you're fucking alone." Marcus nods. Clearly, even he realises for Demitri to be shaken u

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