Five Card Story: the mysterious face paintingggggggggggggggg dun dun DUN!!!!

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It all started that one warm Saturday afternoon, when Mama walked away to buy grapefruit. That's when the stranger walked up to me and gave me that weird face-painting. "Do not wash it off," she instructed, "and come back next Saturday." Then she walked away... and when I went to look for Mama, she was gone too. That's where the boarding school came in.
When Mama never came back, I didn't know if I was relieved or afraid. When Papa disappeared last year I was angry. I am afraid of what Mama would say if she found out I let the old hag paint my face, without protest. But now I have no protector from my enemy. I'm always afraid I will run into her again, but I never do. Come to think of it, the only time that I remember seeing the hag was when she painted my face. I've never taken it off since, giving me a creepily demented look. A run-down brick building, covered in graffiti, is my protection from the big bright beautiful world.
And then an official-looking seal on a wooden door changed everything.
"Alright Clancy! Take the boys and surround the house! We need this craphole as our new HQ for-" the speaker hesitated, "for- you know, the topic."

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It all started that one warm Saturday afternoon, when Mama walked away to buy grapefruit. That's when the stranger walked up to me and gave me that weird face-painting. "Do not wash it off," she instructed, "and come back next Saturday." Then she walked away... and when I went to look for Mama, she was gone too. That's where the boarding school came in. 
 When Mama never came back, I didn't know if I was relieved or afraid. When Papa disappeared last year I was angry. I am afraid of what Mama would say if she found out I let the old hag paint my face, without protest. But now I have no protector from my enemy. I'm always afraid I will run into her again, but I never do. Come to think of it, the only time that I remember seeing the hag was when she painted my face. I've never taken it off since, giving me a creepily demented look. A run-down brick building, covered in graffiti, is my protection from the big bright beautiful world. 
And then an official-looking seal on a wooden door changed everything. 
 "Alright Clancy! Take the boys and surround the house! We need this craphole as our new HQ for-" the speaker hesitated, "for- you know, the topic." 
 
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