We Appear Without a Sound....*OTA*
He had charmed his way into a free taxi ride, even going so far as to get the driver to carry his bags up the driveway and onto the front stoop for him. Then H.M. had calmly "suggested" to the driver to go crash his taxi at full speed into the next car he saw. He snickered as he listened to the squeal of tires and watched the cloud of dust form up from the disappearing speck of a car being driven away.
H.M. stared up at the mansion. It was big and this he did not like for whatever reasons that only made sense to his psychotic mind. It reminded him of another large house, one that had been consumed by flames until it was nothing but ash and dust. Maybe he would see how well this one could burn. The front door was open, so he just let himself in. “And so let the games begin,” he murmured to himself, whistling an eerie carnival tune to himself.
H.M. stared up at the mansion. It was big and this he did not like for whatever reasons that only made sense to his psychotic mind. It reminded him of another large house, one that had been consumed by flames until it was nothing but ash and dust. Maybe he would see how well this one could burn. The front door was open, so he just let himself in. “And so let the games begin,” he murmured to himself, whistling an eerie carnival tune to himself.