The Beginning
"Mom? Dad?" I yelled, walking through the dark hallway. "Where are you?" The response that I got, was a scream; coming from the living room. I started to run yelling even louder. "MOM! DAD!" I tripped, and fell down the wooden stairs. I landed head first on the floor, causing my head to throb painfully. I couldn't see anything, my head spun, and silence engulfed the house.
Finally, I got to the living room.
"Mom? Dad?" I whispered as I walked in. Then I saw them, my parents, all covered in blood, and lifeless, their eyes were pure white. I gasped, tears streaming down my cheeks. I wanted to run to them, but I couldn't move. "Who did this?" I cried. I finally got the courage to look around the room. There, I saw him. A man, with glowing white eyes.
Those eyes. They seemed to stare straight into my soul. They seemed to see all of my fears, to create them. He stood there, an evil smile on his face. He had done it…. He had killed my parents. We stood still, the both of us. I felt like a fox in a trap; longing to run away but stuck, unable to escape.
He seemed to fly towards me, at an extreme speed. The last thing I saw were his glowing eyes, and everything went black.