People of the universe! This is my third fic now! I'm fantastic! Actually, I'm just taking a break from my other stories. This is based from an episode of a T.V. series. I got some of the characters and I just tweaked the story. See if you can find out which series. Now go read!

Killer Painting - Prologue : Death Strikes

A newly-wed couple gazed on the painting that hung over the fireplace as they sat on their sofa. They just bought it in an auction early in the morning. It was an old family portrait of a well-known family that used to live in the area. It showed the tall father looking at his daughter on his left. The little girl was holding a little doll. On his right were his two sons and his wife. On a table in the lower right corner of the painting, was a razor. A deadly razor.

"Oh, isn't it such a beautiful painting? I am so glad we bought it," the woman said happily.

"Yes, so am I," her husband replied.

"Aren't we extremely lucky? I mean, of all those paintings, we happened to have found the perfect painting," the woman continued.

"I know. I just love it," he said, smiling.

"Well, we have to get ready for bed now. It's getting late you know, he later said.

"OK, fine," she said reluctantly.

"You go ahead. I'll go check the alarms first," he offered.

They shared a quick kiss as the woman went upstairs. She entered their room, leaving the door open. She quickly changed and she sat on the bed, waiting for her husband. She got a book on the table, knowing that sometimes it took him a long time to check the alarms.

The head of the father in the painting moved, unseen by the couple. Now, he was staring straight forward.

Suddenly, she heard a little noise. She looked up and she saw a shadow moving towards the door. "Wow. That was really quick," she said thinking it was him. Then, she just went back to her book.

"Honey?" the woman murmured a few seconds later, deeply engrossed in the book.

Meanwhile…

Her husband just finished checking the alarms. He walked up the stairs and into their room.

"OK. I'm done checking," he said to her back. She was facing the wall. When there was no reply, he tried again. "Hello, I'm done checking them," he said, wondering what game his wife was playing.

When there was still no reply, he got worried. She usually replied when he talked to her.

He reached forward and tried to turn her around, but she wouldn't budge. Instead, he felt something wet and sticky. He turned the lamp on so he could see what it was.

"No…," he whispered.

Blood. There was blood on her. He tried to move her again, this time pulling harder. She finally moved. When he saw her face, he was horrified.

Blood was blood all over her. Her throat was slit. Her glassy eyes stared back at him.

Dead. She was dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. The word swirled through his head.

"No. No… this can't be…," he murmured, stumbling backwards.

He turned around quickly to reach for the phone. But before he got it, he realized a shadow lurking in the hallway. For the first time, he just realized that he was in danger. Someone -or something- killed his wife. He might be next.

But before he could move, the shadow moved.

Outside the house, screams filled the air with wild and raw terror…

So… you like? Review so I will know. Then I will update if I have two reviews. Maybe. OK? All the major characters will come out soon. And they will have names, too! Hehehe… Try to guess who the couple was. But I don't think you can... I'm not sure if their ghosts will come out. I need your opinions.

Bye!

Jen