The sounds of muffled voices and footsteps could be heard walking up to the house. It had been a while since anyone had been home. After a long stressfuk period and dealing with so many events, the entire household had agreed to take a much needed break and go on a nice vacation.
Stax and her family were the first to arrive back home.
"Phew, despite the fun, I'm glad to be back home."
Stax said as they approached the home, looking back at her little family. A smile forming as she watched her daughter, now an adult, walk up the steps with her luggage.
"It was a nice break, but I miss my own room! Now I won't have to listen to Daddy's snoring."
"Haha Rox-star, very funny. Who's to say you don't snore either?"
As the two playfully argued, Stax unlocked the door, her face draining of color when she stepped in.
"Oh my god..."
The house was completely dark, full of dust, void of color and the house felt off.
"Oh god! What happened to the bara house?!"
Roxy said nervously, hesitating before she stepped in as she clung to her father jacket.
"Fuckin' hell."
Fell said to himself. He didn't know what to say. What had happened to their home?
















