The knock on the door was clear. The little girl ran downstairs hoping she would be able to open the door and get the new puppy… unfortunately nobody was at the door and she had to choose to answer it or wait… Curiosity at that age is great and she could not resist any longer.
Carefully opening the door it revealed a tall man. He smiled down at her and asked where her parents were… at that precise moment her father came running down the stairs just like her mother. Rebecca also appeared but she made sure she was hidden safely.
The man looked like an ordinary man. He had dark brown hair that was cropped to the side, he had a mustache and small beard that he took car of. He wore casual clothes and simple dress shoes… everything was normal… except when he saw the little girls' father he smiled evilly and his eyes turned black.
The mother managed to move her aside. The tall seemed to enjoy the fear his presence held and smiled as he called in another woman. She was beautiful but held a deadly smile. She was young… in her mid twenties probably… her blonde hair was tied in a ponytail… her smile held the same evil intention as the man's and her eyes changed from emerald green to black. The father gave his wife a pleading look…
Understanding what he had meant she grabbed Nessa's little hand and called out Rebecca's name. The woman was quick. She managed to pull out a knife and throw it at the mother's leg before they reached the door. The little girls didn't know what to do. The mother gave her daughters a horrified look and tried to tell them to run… but she was thrown across the room.
The cries of their father filled their ears and the girls ran. Both held watery eyes but did not dare to turn back. Again the curiosity failed her… Vanessa turned her small head and saw her mother's motionlessly body… and her father's body becoming limp as a black cloud was drained from his body…
I woke up scared and sweating. Rebecca was sleeping on the seat next to the bed… she looked peaceful and didn't bother to wake her up. Carefully getting out of bed and heading outside to the fresh air I began to think… that dream wasn't a nightmare… it was our blurry past.
