Bad Ben - The Mandela Effect Page #3

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she'll start recording,

and I'll be able to not

only find her with the tile,

I'll be able to find her

with the Bluetooth tracker

and I'll also be able to see

what's directly in front

of her on this camera.

I'll be able to download

it, look at it on the app,

and see what she's seeing.

So this should keep an eye

and this should answer,

if she's as active tonight

as she was last night

I ought to have my answer here real soon.

So anyway, what I'm going to do now

is I'm going to leave her

here and see what happens

and it's late again,

so I am going to go to bed.

Let me turn off the.

Alright it's morning

after a nice, sunny day

I wake up this morning to rain.

That's okay, I got plenty to do inside.

Oh!

What the f*** was that?

Damn near broke my neck coming

out of the bedroom on that.

Well she appears to be the

same place she was all night.

You know anything about this?

Let's see what that recorder caught.

You got that knife out of there?

You picked this up and came to my bedroom.

What were you going to do with that?

Was I wrong in untying you

and letting you out of that grave?

What the f*** were you going to do?

Were you going to stab me?

Talk to me.

F***ing thing.

I need a break from this.

Well, I needed a breath of fresh air

but you can see what I'm dealing with

and honestly it's not exactly

like I didn't bring this on myself

I knew I was asking for trouble

when I dug that thing up outback there.

This house is obviously a

hotbed of paranormal activity

and honestly I can't wait

to see what happens next,

but right now, I'm going to deal with

this little plastic b*tch

that tried to cut me.

Let me go find her.

Where are you?

Wait a second.

That's why I have this app.

Nearby.

I don't hear it.

I think I hear it.

I hear something.

Wait.

I know where you are.

What the f***?

You little b*tch.

Jesus Christ!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Stop it!

God dammit.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Oh f***.

Alright, alright, you two are out of here.

Where are you doing this to me?

F***ing sh*t.

F***ing attacking me.

I gave you freedom, at least

the little b*tch I did.

Then you get your big sister.

I should of known what I

was getting myself into

digging that little b*tch up out of there.

What the hell was wrong with me?

What the f***?

I know I shut that door, God dammit.

Alright you little whores, this means war.

Shut up.

Shut up.

You little b*tches attack

me, throw me down the steps,

that'll take care of that one.

I don't know if these other

people had a dog or what

but this is going to take care of you

and you stay right over

here with this one.

This is where you're going to

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