House in Circles

She ran through the house, desperately searching for somewhere to hide from him. Screams, blows, and agonized groans echoed all around her. She knew he was close. She glanced back—and didn’t see the pool of blood ahead. She slipped and crashed to the ground. Her brother’s lifeless body lay beside her. Footsteps approached behind her. Fast, too fast. She tried to get up, but slipped again. He was already looming over her, a poker in his hands and a cruel smile on his face. She frantically searched for anything she could use to defend herself, but deep down she knew it was pointless. When the first blow landed, she knew she had lost this race for her life. It was her fault. She deserved it. She was still breathing when he let the poker fall and stepped over her dying body. It happened again.
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