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The darkness of the house was suffocating. The cold of the night was chilling Bad to his bones. He deeply sighed away from his candle, not wanting it to go out. He crept around the house, slowly, trying to not make a sound. A few mice run across the floorboards, squeaking and terrified. A cold gust of wind blows, freezing Bad in his spot. His candle goes out, and he panics. He quickly moves his candle in front of him as he pulls out a lighter. It takes a couple tries before he can light it again. A sound grabs his attention. He swings around to look for the source, seeing a picture hung askew on the wall.