Marisols POV:
It's been a week since we've been here and everything's been normal except last night. I looked out my window to see a man with a plain white face and a black suit staring at me. We live on the second floor. When I woke up I couldn't tell if it was a dream or not.
I knocked on Veronica's door to explain to her what happened. "What do you want?" She says when she answers the door with only a long shirt and underwear on rubbing her eyes. "I need to tell you something important. It's really urgent." I say as I look around the corner to see Xavier half naked and asleep laying in bed. "Were you asleep? It's like 12 in the afternoon. What happened last night?" I say as I give her a little nudge. "Uh nothing." She says while she looks down and smiles.
As I'm sitting in the living room telling her what happened we hear a loud crash from the kitchen. We get up to see the same man from the woods standing there with a bloody knife and Xavier lay down beside him covered in blood. Veronica screams in horror as the man jumps back out the window. I run to the window to see him vanish, nowhere to be seen. I dial 911 as Veronica is laid on the ground screaming and crying.
When the police get here they ask a lot of questions. How the man looked. What was he wearing. If anything unusual had happened recently. Etcetera.
