Perched on the edge of my bed, I sat there dashing off messages to my friends.
"LOL," I type in reply to my friend's 'hilarious' joke as a moan treks across the hallways. It may just be the groaning of my sister as she rests through the night or maybe my dog whimpering at the moon.
Annoyed at the disturbance, I rise from my bed and make my way towards my sister's room. I gasp as the door creaks open to the activity of unusual shadows and figures bouncing off the walls.
But what scares me the most is the silence - so where had that howl come from?
Slowly, but queerly calm, I shuffle my way towards the bed where my sibling lay. I sigh to see the lump sleeping so soundly. To plant a kiss on my sister's delicate cheek, I throw off the covers... only to find a bare mattress. I plunge backwards in awe to the disturbing sight of a blood stained sheet.
"How could..." I mutter under my breath.
I carefully draw back the curtains to flood the room with the moon's rays. The shadows seemed to leap backwards in shock to see such a thing. But as a rather eerie-looking shadow reached out to touch the rays, almost immediately withdrawing its hand and howling in agony. It turns to face me. It's like it is burning a hole through my chest and into my soul. The anger in its eyes... I can see it.
I open my mouth as if to scream, but too much silence hangs in the air. As stupid as I can be, I charge towards the door but it instantaneously slams shut.
"I've been thinking," a faint voice penetrates my mind. "I have been craving to do this for a while and my next subject... will be YOU."
