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Date Posted: 15:48:16 11/10/04 Wed
Author: Anonymous
Subject: Monkey's Paw Moderzied! (pt 4) Finale!- Sierra

I didn't do anything but wish your father back!", replied Mrs Ingram. "Butyou brought him back from the DEAD!". scolded Rebecca. "Rebecca that's nonsense!", cried Mrs Ingram jokingly as she curled her eyes. Emma remained in spellbound by the millions of dollars sat before her. Suddley there was knock on the door. "Who could that be?", asked Mrs Ingram. "Don't answer it!", cried Rebecca fearfully. "Who is it?", asked Mrs Ingram politely. "It's me! It's Charles!", cired the man at the door. "Charles?", creid Mrs Ingram excitedly as she tried to make her way to the door. "NO!", replied Rebecca sharply while trying to stop her mother as the knocks continued. "Open up! It's me!", replied Charles in a friendly manner. "Get out of the way Rebecca!", cried Mrs Ingram as she continued to block her. "Don't open the door mother!", she sharply instructed. As Charles continued kncoking. the knocks became more demanding. Its urgent, yet friendly knocking requests swiftly changed into sharp demands. "OPEN THE DOOR!", Charles shouted. "OPEN THE DOOR!" "I'm coming honey! I'm coming", exclaimed Mrs Ingram with an excited look on her face. Rebecca was trying her best to block her as Emma remined entranced by the monetary heap. "Rebecca PLEASE!", scolded Mrs Ingram while finally being able to shove her to the side. Reaching the door in glee to be reunited with her husband, Rebecca responded in a pleaful shout "DON'T OPEN THE DOOR MOTHER!" Disregarding her daughter's pleaful requests, Mrs Ingram opened the door. "Charles!", she replied cheerfully only to be met with a face smash by the hands of Charles as Rebecca screamed tormentively. "MOTHER!!!", she screamed as Emma continued being entranced by the $2 mil. She continued obsessively counting as the late Charles continued his manic rampage.
His body and suit he was buried in was rotted and smear with grave dirt. Eating Mrs Ingram's brains, blood rapidly streamed on the floor of the house. "EMMA WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!!", shouted Rebecca. But she was continually mesmerized by the amount of cash and didnot make a move although Rebecca pulled her by the arm a few times. Seconds later, Charles leaped towards Emma and feasted on a second helping of brains. Rebecca became increasingly panicked by the night terror while trying to run for safety. In her view sat some lighter fluid and matches. Grabbing them both and striking the match, she splashed the fluid on him and threw the lighted match. Watching him set ablaze as he screamed, she shouted "BURN! BURN FORVER!!!!" She qucikly ran to the door to escape but was attacked from behind. Zombie Charles wrapped his arms around her neck causing her to lean back quickly causing him to have a third helping as she screamed her last. He continued to burn along with the whole house. The next day, two hikers dicovered the ashed remains. "Call 911!" cried one hiker to the other. As the second hiker called, the first one looked down to see a hairy antique hand unaffected by the blaze. The hand's fingers were all uncurled as the hiker became marveled at its look. "The police and firemen are on the way!", cried the second hiker as the first one placed the hand in his back pack!

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