Will evil die tonight?

Chapter 9

Michael crept into his old home along with Andrew following behind. It didn't take them too long the couple was nieve into thinking that this place would be safe. They slowly got to their older dead sisters old room or at least where it should of been.

Andrew stood at the window staring down from it looking deep into the night. As if he was waiting for something or possibly someone to appear. He felt nothing as he looked at the darkening streets as he had heard the sound of child like giggling.

As he had stood there a man dressed in a pirate looking costume saw him as they had gotten upstairs. Andrew slowly looked towards the man as they spoke in shock and panic. "Michael or I'd it Andrew?" They blunted out in shock frozen on the spot before the killer walked towards him knife in hand.

Michael was down stairs with the lady of the house. Who was looking for something unaware of the nearing presence looming over her. She heard the pained scream of her husband and opened one of the drawers grabbing a knife as a way to defend herself.

But it was already too late she was pushed into a conor fearful and afraid as she begged for her life to be spared. If she thought that would help her than she was deeply wrong as a sharp glass bulb had just been peicerced through her neck. Blood dripping to the floor as she slowly fell.

Silence.