An account

The Murder My parents, my <PERSON>, his three boys, and I went to Wal-Mart. The adults made me steal a handgun and some ammo. <PERSON> shot a man in the parking lot. It was rainy and appeared to be around dusk. I drove the escape vehicle, a yellow truck that was jacked up. The adults were captured. I managed to drop the boys off at my <PERSON> house, but it was their old house that they have been out of for nearly a year. The man that was murdered's gangmembers captured me. <PERSON> The adults were executed. I was stuck in an attic. My captors were a type of half troll, half human creatures. There were three of them. Two of them had guns and the third, who was stationed just outside of my room had a huge mace that was twice the size of he was. There was a hole in the corner of the attic that was atleast three square feet but my captors seemed to take no notice of this hole. Looking through the hole I could see a small cottage in a green meadow with white flowers scattered throughout. There was a blue lake on the left side of the meadow. There was a dirt road that ran between the houses. The Girl and My Escape A girl saw me through the hole. She climbed up to the attic. When she got closer I realised that she was a monkey/human hybrid. She did not notice that I was being held captice. My captors came to investigate the noise, but she managed to hide in the shadows without being found. She helped me escape to their cottage. She lived there along with an old woman. An old gangmember came and retrieved me. He wore a suit and smoked a cigar. He had cards in his jacket pocket. He brought me back to the attic. I managed to escape again. I went to the house. The girl and the old woman were both dead. I ran to the woods behind the cottage. The woods were dark, but outside the woods it was broad daylight. There were wild animals and demons chasing me through the woods.