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Danii sighs slightly as he tiredly walked through the door of the house. He had just got back from work, and everyone else was gone to the beach for the day. They planned on waiting up for him, but he insisted otherwise. Too much... Nap..." He muttered to himself, dragging his feet all the way to his room, only to tense when he heard movement and talking in his room. 'sounds... familiar...' he thought, but he wasn't planning on taking any chances. Pulling out a switchblade his sister had insisted he have, he slowly turned the doorknob. He likely wouldn't have actually used it, but it was comforting to have it lifting the knife, he screamed as