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ghostxonxcenterxstage February 1986. It was apparent before Damien could even enter the house that something was going on. Both parents were yelling at each other, loudly enough that you could hear them from the other side of the street. Just walking in the front door would reveal that the parents were, indeed, fighting, and four-year-old Angela was looking on. One of her violet eyes was wide and staring, the other swollen shut. Listening in on what Helena and Walker were yelling would reveal what had happened. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU HIT YOUR OWN DAUGHTER!" "SHE NEEDS TO LEARN HER PLACE!" "LIKE HELL SHE DOES!"








