User talk:Alasor

Now I Remember You wake up in a cold sweat, what a nightmare that was you think. You hear the door quietly closing from downstairs...You open the night stand drawer from next to the bed and slowly pull out your handgun and slip out of bed. You quietly make your way downstairs to see the fridge open, as you sneak over to it the door closes and you instantly raise your gun. Your son, standing behind the fridge drops his soda and eyes widen. "Steven, what the hell are you doing sneaking in at 3 in the morning" He does't reply, you guess he's a bit shocked, you lower your gun. "Get the hell to bed right now" you say in quiet, but angry tone "Okay, i'll clean this mess first" he mumbles in a strange voice You go back to bed and after about half an hour you hear him creep upstairs to bed. 4:45 am You wake up to a loud crash from what seems Steve's room, almost like some kind of struggle happened. This time you rush out of bed and make your way through the dark up the stairs to Steve's room. The hallway is dark except for the eerie crack of light coming from Steve's room. As you open the door you step in something oddly moist on the floor "Steve, did you spill something else in here too?!?" You say, this time a little more angrily "You can say that" he says in a strange tone again followed by a short laugh. You feel as though this has all happened before, something wasn't right in here "What happened in here, what was that noise?" He doesn't answer, but you notice a small smile begins to play across his face. "What happened in here" you repeat the question over and over, the more you ask the wider that disturbing smile grows and the into a wild grin. He quickly turns his head to face and his eyes widen "Now i remember..." He says At those words a chill runs down your spine, you too remember...where this has happened. You turn your head to the door that you opened all the way, you know whats behind it. "Daddy whats wrong, why are staring at my door?" Steve is 15, he hasn't called you "daddy" in years, and hearing it makes this situation more chilling. His expression changed while you were looking away, he's realized what you've realized "You haven't said daddy in years" You say sternly "Well as i said, now i remember" He chuckles at that "A few minutes ago i died, someone came in here and killed me" His grin even bigger now. "I many not have called you daddy, or dad as a matter of fact in 8 years" "I'm sorry Kevin, it was for the best" you say desperately to the son you had to send away to mental hospital since he was only 7. Your nightmare now becoming true, Steve was here the whole time, it was Kevin coming home late so to speak...and replace Steve "And you know what happens next" He says slowly, pulling a butcher knife from behind his back he must have taken from the kitchen, "Yes..." "I will kill my crazy brother Kevin who returned to kill me, then my father who mistook me for Kevin, and no one will think twice about it, after all, we are twins" His plan was too perfect you think has he leaps forward, you have no time to think.... You wake up in a cold sweat, what a nightmare that was you think. Alasor (talk) 23:56, July 6, 2014 (UTC)Alasor