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One dark and stormy night a young girl was sitting home alone. She had decided to watch an old, haunted horror movie. Just for laughs, they don't really scare her anymore. She's a grown up y'know! Then in the middle of a man in a rubber suit scaring a half naked girl the lights went out. She fumbled around for a match, a tourch; anything when the came a rapping on the door and deathly, rattling wheasing sound. The door shook on it's hinges and a voice cried out "I am Bloody Fingers!" she screamed, terror struck her still but with a further ratlling of the door and the plantive cry "I am Bloody Fingers!" she leaped into action. She rushed up the stairs serching for a place to hide she chose the bathroom. It had a lock on it and if it came to it razors, not much but something. she huddled in the bath as the sound of smasking glass echoed through the lonely night. He reached though the shattered glass and lifted the latch. The creeking sound of the floor boards a discordent chorus to his disspreat moans. "I am Bloody Fingers! I am Bloody Fingers!" he said reaching for the bathroom door, "Can I borrow some plasters?"