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« on: August 05, 2016, 05:04:07 PM »
A few months ago I had first met Madman at a bar outside of Chicago and he offered me a contracting job in the Earth moving business. It wasn't long before I was at his dig site helping put in the basement of a house, and weeks later I found myself as the general manager of the site. We all worked hard to build this house but I had noticed Madman was becoming more irritated for whatever reason, me and the guys brushed it off as him getting anxious about completing the structure so we pulled extra hours to get it done.
Come August and we had constructed a lovely two story modern house, to celebrate Madman brought us all champagne at the work site and we celebrated into the night. I drifted off from the party to look at the basement I helped construct and into the bathroom that I carefully put tiles in, but something caught my eye near the corner of the wall. It was one of the floor tiles and it was slightly warped upwards, this wasn't such a hard fix but I looked closer and moved the tile to my absolute horror.
A body, a human face protruding from under the floor tile. It all started to make sense, Madman wanted this structure complete to hide the body of someone he had murdered. As I stood back up from the tile I heard the faint sound of the slide of a pistol being pulled back. "You should have stayed at the party" Madman had said, and then everything went black.