It is late at night, and the barn is quiet. However, the peace is soon disturbed by the stones and twigs crunching and snapping below ones feet. The barn doors opened. A figure walks into the barn towards where the pigs are kept. A chill in the air came with her. The pig oinks, and this figure turned to it. With a sudden swing swing, the pig squeals and lands on the hay with a THUD! The figure drags the blood-soaked corpse out the barn...
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