Fear floods throughout his body, sweat beaming down from his head, unable to move as almost in a state of paralysis.
He glares around the room, surrounded by darkness and silence, footsteps begin surrounding him.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" He screams out, trying to close his eyes but cannot. His whole body immobilized with fear.
"Someone help me! Please!" He begs and pleads, tears streaming down his face.
"No one can hear you John, no one can save you from Me" a tall dark figure bellows out, emerging from the shadows. The figure seems to be wearing a long trench coat, cowboy hat and stinks of cigarettes.
"Who are you?" He asks, his voice trembling as his body violently shakes.
"What do you want from me?!" His voice cracking as he speaks.
"You'll know soon enough" and just as the voice finishes his sentence and disappears, John is able to move again. He quickly jumps to his feet and runs to He room where his daughter and wife lie dead.
"What the?" He asks frantically as he walks into the room and the bodies are gone, no sign of blood, bullets or any kind of struggle happening.
"Daddy?" An innocent sweet little voice asks from behind him.
