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In Home as in Hell

Summary:

What if Wednesday and the Fam were more than just kooky?
What if the fear and burning had been less effective? What if death was home and Outcast a coined phrase not for other species but every person and society that looked into the darkness and found a friend?

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Chapter Text

House stood tall, its weathered facade exuding an eerie sense of pride. It eagerly observed its favorite people, their graceful presence sending shivers down its dilapidated halls. The hapless souls gazed upon the scene, their eyes wide with terror and accusation, as the ominous footfalls resounded upon the sacred ground that had long been reserved solely for the slumber of the deceased.
In the desolate recesses of the graveyard, where the ethereal tendrils of darkness ensnared time-worn gravestones, a sinister portal materialized.
In a sinister display of power, Gate stretched out, their iron bars reaching menacingly to the left and right. Their burnt and blackened bars cast a chilling shadow, obscuring the view of the terrified onlookers, who could only gawk in horror at the sight before them. The fateful encounter between the Addams and House transpired without a single disturbance yet, the shadows of despair crept through the room, their icy fingers caressing the soul.

Several audacious youths ventured forth, steps faltering as they stumbled upon imperceptible aberrations... However, they dared not test Him. A sinister notion crept into the recesses of His mind, a malevolent whisper that beckoned him towards the forbidden. As the unsuspecting onlookers gazed upon the scene, the once immobile matte black fencing began to writhe and contort, its movements akin to the undulating surface of an untouched pool of oil. Etched upon its surface, in chillingly elegant letters, were the words that sent shivers down their spines: "Here Lies the Addams Family."