[b]“Is anybody here? IS ANYBODY HERE?”[/b] Anwar called out but no one answered. The house was completely empty although he swore he saw a bright red light coming from inside. All of a sudden, he heard a yell and noise coming from upstairs. Anwar climbed the stairs but soon regretted what he did. 

The ghoul, previously on the floor, stood up and started punching the door behind it. It seemed it hadn't picked up Anwar’s presence so he decided to take the chance and kill it. But how? He didn't have any weapons and even if he had, his mastery over them is on par with a toddler’s. But he did have something that he honed since he was little, his hand-to-hand combat skills. On a whim, he ran towards the ghoul and lunged on its back. It immediately screeched and started to wave its skeletal arm, trying to catch Anwar who was on top of it. Anwar struggled to keep balance as the creature rocked its body, trying to make him fall. Despite his efforts, the ghoul overwhelmed him; he fell in an awkward way, hurting his arm and rendering it unusable. The ghoul started attacking Anwar with its clawed hands, inflicting wounds on his body. Anwar was defenseless, [b]"Ah, i guess this is it huh? In the end i didn't do much...I wasn't able to find out who killed my parents...I wasn't able to help anyone..."[/b] Anwar closed his eyes as the ghoul raised its hand for the final strike. It plunged its claws in Anwar's chest, snatching the life out of him.

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