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Prologue

A loud creak sounded through the hall, alerting the man of the upcoming danger. He stood rigid in the doorway, hands gripped firmly around the metal baseball bat he kept by the door. His heart pounded in his chest as he inched down the hall. Sweat formed on his brow, which entangled in his light blue hair.

Another loud creak sounded, making him stop. His hands began to tremble as fear settled in. The grandfather clock chimed, making him jump. The familiar tune rang across the large home, then one toll followed. It was one in the morning. He was tired, sore, and sick of being up late trying to figure out what was in the house. His house.

He sighed, giving up for the night. He dropped the bat to his side and turned back to the bedroom. A dark feeling drifted over him as a pair of eyes glared down at him, gleaming in the dim slight shining from the room behind him. Before the man could make a sound, the eyes above him disappeared and a piercing pain filled his stomach. With a groan, he fell to his knees and clenched his abdomen. Blood oozed from the wound onto his trembling hands.

Doctor. He needed a doctor. Forcing himself onto his feet, he staggered down the hall into the bedroom. He staggered towards the phone, nearly loosing his balance as he reached the nightstand holding it. Falling to his knees, he pressed his head against the cool wood of the night stand. A loud giggle filled the room, making the man's skin crawl. He slowly turned his head and saw the eyes glaring down at him again. The eyes now had a figure, which was large, and muscular in appearance. The man shivered, then fell onto his back, away from the creature. "No..." he whispered. Loud footsteps sounded in the room as the eyes got closer, glaring deep into his soul.

The man attempted to scamper away, only to hit the wall beside the night stand. "P-please," he begged, watching the man get closer. Fear eclipsed his body and he shivered. "I-I don't want to die." The eyes stopped and the footsteps went away. "Y-you understand... r-right?" he asked, hoping the creature would leave him alone.

A loud creak sounded in the room again and a flicker hit the eyes before him. The creature vanished. Footsteps echoed through the room. A high pitched scream filled the air. Then there was nothing. Silence.

The man sat stiff, his heart pounding in his chest. His fists clenched against the floor, turning his knuckles a white color. This house was no longer his, and he intended to leave it.

As he stood up to leave, he saw a shine of something across the room from him. The room appeared to get darker as a morbid feeling crossed over the man. His eyes widened as a hissing sound filled the air. His hands clenched against the floor board, making his knuckles turn a white color. The gleem disappeared, then appeared in front of his face.

His scream pierced through the darkness.

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