Midnight Advance

Massacre

The eyes of young Richard darted from wall to wall.

His face was half covered by his blanket and he had his hand on his clickable night light, for the last hour. In the corner was a shape, it moved once and a while ever so slightly but Robin knew it was there. Whenever he turned the light on, it would be gone and when his father and mother had come in to turn it off, it'd be back once again.

Robin called for his parents and they ran in with terror on their faces from the sound of his screams. Bruce sighed in relief that his son was ok and sat with him while his wife went to her bed. She was 7 months pregnant and happy about having a baby girl. Laying her head down, she shut her eyes and fell fast asleep.

Bruce walked to the corners , then the bed and then the closets. Proving to his scare son, no one was in his bedroom with him. Walking back to the bed, he lay there with the 5 year old and caressed his forehead until he was on the brink of sleep. The father whispered.

"See, no bogeymen here."

As he sat up a bone chilling scream had cam from his wife's and his room. Bruce scooped up his child and opened a secret door. Robin was shivering as he was shoved inside of it, the boy stared at his father and tried to hold his tears back.

Bruce could see the door to Robin's room opening and hurriedly whispered his love for his son before slamming the door shut and darting from it. The small boy couldn't see much of anything but he heard the screams and the cries of his father, then a deafening blast before silence over took the room.

Staying still, the boy heard footsteps and dragging coming to his spot. The intruder whispered to the scared boy hiding away from him, something that haunted him forever.

"I'll come back for you, birdie."

After the distorted male voice had stated this, the room was eclipsed with silence. Robin pushed the door and it slid open, his room was void of life and noise. The 5 year old walked around and tripped over something heavy . Feeling the ground, his hands got coated in something sticky.

"Daddy ?"

Called out Robin timidly as he walked the dark hallway , the light shone red on the floors of his house. Bruce's body lay motionless on the floors . The 5 year old touched the body and more red oozed out, Robin backed away from him and into his parents bedroom . There his mother lay mutilated , her eyes gouged out and her body littered with satanic symbols. The boy began to cry as he looked at the words embedded in her skin.

"Beware the bogeyman"

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Here is a short intro to new story
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