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Edd, Matt and Tom came home one night in a fit of high pitched giggles to see Edd had left his phone on the sofa, it was still on charge and the screen was lit, as he had a notification, he took the phone, unlocked it, and found he had a voicemail. He put the phone on speaker as the voicemail began to play, and the three sat together on his dirty burgundy sofa to listen to what they'd guess would be Edd's mum, dad or one of his other old friends, maybe even Eduardo. There was heavy, labored breathing at first, split by small sniffles and short breaths, but then a familiar thick accent spoke. "Edd, I know you will most likely delete this me

((Listen: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a2QF50yJx2k)) How do you sleep through the night? Where do you go when you hide? Waiting for the truth to call I don't fear you anymore How do you think I'm alright? It's the way I wait It's the way you've changed Bill watched over Dipper. Just as he said, he always kept an eye on him. Even if the young boy didn’t know it, Bill was always watching and waiting patiently for an opportunity to make a deal. And I like the way you hurt inside Always waiting for the worst, to get me by And I like the way you hurt Doesn't really come Doesn't really come as a surprise He enjoyed human̵

  Edd, Tom and Matt were sitting around, watching the television when they heard a knock on their door.   "Matt go get the door." Edd said without looking up from the T.V.  The classic Zombies Ate My Girlfriend was on pay per view, and there was no chance in hell he would miss a second of it.  Matt frowned.   ""Why do I always get the bloody door?  Make Tom do it." he whined.  Tom sighed.   "Fine.  Obviously I'm the only one here with functioning legs." he got up and looked through the peephole.  Apparently the front porch's light burned out