Your fingers slip off of the switch before the light finally goes dark.Through the crack in the dooor you can see that Tom is holding something. A chill runs down your spine as you see the barrel reflecting in the moonlight.
You watch as Tom walks over to his truck and leans over looking inside.
Tom suddenly freezes and his gaze comes across the landscape of the back yard. Then stops looking at the shed. You take a step back unconsciously and feel something prick you in the back. You quickly turn around and your hands come across a handle of some type. Then the doors to the shed are flung open and you see Tom....
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