I woke up in the middle of the night from my brother. He keeps on screaming, crying, begging for help, his things breaking, the evil laughter, sobbing, his tv keeps on turning on and off, his window opening, and suddenly some enigmatic gusts of wind are coming through. You know that sort of thing.
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