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The Door Was Left Wide Open

from 1​(​800​)​-​739​-​7477 by Mister Yo

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The door was left wide open as they were unloading their groceries, a quiet family of three in a neighborhood that didn’t garner much attention from the police, because it was deemed safe, the gate stayed locked at the entrance only accessible by key code or pass word and watched over by a man or girl in a booth, but with the rise of technology you could now get through with a censor on your car’s windshield, everybody felt their, days go by undisturbed, even start to blend into a blur, Rey chose the houses methodically, a lot of information went into the lofts he would stay, always got away, almost left a semen stain so he'd take the whole sheet, many victims of rape claimed they didn’t want it, yet somehow Rey Tosim never got those charges placed upon him, he's been doing this since grade school and it started with his own neighbors, comfortable in the room above the second floor where
he could hear all their troubles, “no honey, daddy’s not coming home for supper”, don’t know why he wanted to but needed, knew where everyone slept from the ceiling, would drop down on occasion to survey the layout, usually when everyone was out and this particular house was no different, when she would take the children to kindergarten and be gone some nine or so hours Rey would hop down and take a shower, take what little he could without notice and return to the attic, not one bit problematic when it came to sharing someone else’s residence, considerate enough in the aspect that he would wash his own dishes, even run the vacuum cleaner if needed to reduce his own dander, the plans were, to ransack random homes, Rey would do it alone, irresistible charm, usually no guns involved, the moving truck arrived on schedule at the bewitching hour of the devil, Rey gathered together like herding cattle the two kindergartners at peace beneath the covers snuggling their stuffed animals against the pillows, he felt like Noah, and no ahh, chloroform isn’t expensive when you manufacture it, the kids had their own little special retreat in the extended cab of the trailer, their mother lays lethargic in her master suite like she was just stricken with Typhoid fever, Rey whispers, I’ll come back for you later, and begins to, carry out furniture like a professional mover, the silverware and China were tucked aside weeks prior, walked out the display vanity case like two step dancing with a child, up next was the recliner, love seat, washer and dryer, Rey was no amateur kept the dolly and straps in the back of the trailer, the entertainment stand was a burden but it had to go also, TV too, understand kid he could always come back for seconds, thirds even especially taking into consideration how today was the first day of the weekend, no one would notice their absence, he pulled out the chains and cable to hook up the Honda CR-V SUV to the receiver hitch, no steering required, definitely no driver, the sun started to, peek above the clouds like playing that Whack-A-Mole game with a rubber mallet at the arcade, had to do one more thing, mom was still sleeping dreamlessly he could’ve taken the easy route out but no way, he, said you’re gonna ride with me, the wine she drank last night was expertly laced she, happy as a bee when it pollinates had no complaints, they, backed out and then slowly drove away…

Shit,

Rey took ‘em to the warehouse which was right up the block and a place where various staff attendants would process what he brought to them for compensation, the demand for infants was at an all-time low but yo check it the price was nice for kids ages six to ten, I might've, hit the jackpot with just them, someone’s ex wife’s life lacked excitement because once the effects of the sedatives faded she made no attempts at resistance, one of the many ways Rey likes them, he thought she'd, make an exceptional addition to the club in the basement, Club Canibus, where every Thursday night is open mic, chicks be crawling on the floor like cockroaches and chilling on couches like cushions, some would, even be swinging from the ceiling like Spiderman in cages, except naked…

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