>>513129928

The moon hung low and swollen as a ragged pack of pale, gaunt figures slithered through the hedges around Raymond’s house. Their eyes gleamed with feral hunger, voices low and raspy as they chanted fragments of hateful mantras learned in dank corners of the internet. Each silhouette looked half human, half twisted mutation—elongated fingers tipped with cracked nails, skin puckered in grotesque lines, mouths curled into deranged grins that glinted in the faint streetlight.

Inside, Raymond sat frozen on the couch, the distant thrum of distant chanting rattling his ribs like thunder. He pressed himself against the cold brick wall as the windows shuddered under pounding fists, the glass spidering across the frames. Through the slit of cracked curtains, he saw one lean figure raise a shiv-like shard, the others chanting in broken unison, eyes alight with the promise of violence.

With a final, bone-jarring crash, they burst in—hollow cheers ripping through the air. The mutants converged on Raymond in a frenzy: teeth snapped, claws tore flesh, and the house filled with the wet symphony of tearing sinew. His screams were swallowed by their ravenous glee, echoing down barren halls as they feasted with grim devotion until only stillness remained...

*This is a work of fiction.

The moon hung low and swollen as a ragged pack of pale, gaunt figures slithered through the hedges around Raymond’s house. Their eyes gleamed with feral hunger, voices low and raspy as they chanted fragments of hateful mantras learned in dank corners of the internet. Each silhouette looked half human, half twisted mutation—elongated fingers tipped with cracked nails, skin puckered in grotesque lines, mouths curled into deranged grins that glinted in the faint streetlight.

Inside, Raymond sat frozen on the couch, the distant thrum of distant chanting rattling his ribs like thunder. He pressed himself against the cold brick wall as the windows shuddered under pounding fists, the glass spidering across the frames. Through the slit of cracked curtains, he saw one lean figure raise a shiv-like shard, the others chanting in broken unison, eyes alight with the promise of violence.

With a final, bone-jarring crash, they burst in—hollow cheers ripping through the air. The mutants converged on Raymond in a frenzy: teeth snapped, claws tore flesh, and the house filled with the wet symphony of tearing sinew. His screams were swallowed by their ravenous glee, echoing down barren halls as they feasted with grim devotion until only stillness remained...

*This is a work of fiction.

The moon hung low and swollen as a ragged pack of pale, gaunt figures slithered through the hedges around Raymond’s house. Their eyes gleamed with feral hunger, voices low and raspy as they chanted fragments of hateful mantras learned in dank corners of the internet. Each silhouette looked half human, half twisted mutation—elongated fingers tipped with cracked nails, skin puckered in grotesque lines, mouths curled into deranged grins that glinted in the faint streetlight.

Inside, Raymond sat frozen on the couch, the distant thrum of distant chanting rattling his ribs like thunder. He pressed himself against the cold brick wall as the windows shuddered under pounding fists, the glass spidering across the frames. Through the slit of cracked curtains, he saw one lean figure raise a shiv-like shard, the others chanting in broken unison, eyes alight with the promise of violence.

With a final, bone-jarring crash, they burst in—hollow cheers ripping through the air. The mutants converged on Raymond in a frenzy: teeth snapped, claws tore flesh, and the house filled with the wet symphony of tearing sinew. His screams were swallowed by their ravenous glee, echoing down barren halls as they feasted with grim devotion until only stillness remained...

*This is a work of fiction.

What's stopping you from getting a $10 million dollar loan from the bank for pretending to be a rich buisness tycoon and then just taking that money out in cash and going to the Montana mountains?

>>60687732

Lmfao.

>>511147395

Raymond?

>The Boomers were buying homes in the 1950s on a single income!

How brainrotted are you fucking people?

#1. The OLDEST Boomer in 1955 would've been 10 years old and half of the Boomer generation wasn't even born yet.

#2. The average home in the 1950s was 980sqft with 2 bedrooms, 1 bathroom. No dishwasher, no air-conditioning, primitive washers and dryers and a single TV with 3 channels in black & white.

The average home size in 2024 was 2,350 sqft with 3.5 bedrooms and 2.5 bathrooms. With all the modern homemaking amenities you can think of and a 4k TV in every room with 500 channels.

>WAAAAAAHHHHHH!!! I CAN'T AFFORD A MODERN HOME LIKE GRANDPAPPY COULD!!!!
You can if you downgrade to a 980sqft house with no amenities. But no, you don't want that. You want to be able to afford a $320k modern home in the suburbs, with a new Toyota Camry parked in the driveway, 15 minutes from downtown, while working an Amazon Warehouse job. A job a 14 year old could perform.