Welcome to the familly
Mrs. Gimble walked into the tent with a heavy heart not only for her own children but the poor man she let standing at the entrance. The poor thing had seemed so broken, so downtrodden, but there were more important thing that needed tending to. If there was the time she would go after the poor thing. As the tent closed behind her she felt something brush against her neck. Initially it startled her but that initial shock was short lived. Reaching up to her neck she tried to brush away whatever was against her skin but she didn’t get as far. Two wires twisted around her neck and slowly strangled her.
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