-Taylor's P.O.V-
I'm going to visit my friend, Felix, in his Papa's mansion. He is one of my best friends, and I've missed him so much. I slip on my jean shorts, my Nirvana tee shirt, and my converse. I run a comb through my messy hair, and pull it back in a pony tail. I hear his kitty car horn, and dash outside. Felix hugs me tight, and I smile huge. " How've you been?" He tells me he's been good, and that he's missed me very much. He looks at me deeply with those perfect eyes, and he smiles. I get into his cherry red mustang convertible. And we drive off. It's a LONG drive from Long Beach to Canada... so we talked a lot. As soon as we enter the mansion, we are greeted by Felix's father. He gives me a rough and tough handshake, as usual. He shows me to my room, which is the second largest room in the house, besides Felix's. I give his dad a kiss on the cheek. He smiles, and brings my bags upstairs. I start unpacking, then I hear Felix stub his toe on the corner of the door. "Felix? You okay?" He answers with a yes. I continue unpacking, until I finally finish. I lay down on the bed, looking straight up at the celling. A black smoky fog fills up the corner of the room, and I scream. Then, Felix bursts in with a loaded shot gun, looks up at the corner of the room, and drops his jaw.
I watch as Felix stands there gawking. He looks like he is scared white. "Felix, Are you okay?" No response, at all. I shake him. Dark black blood starts leaking out through the wall. I slap him, hard. His big blue eyes open wide , and he starts yelling for his father. Mr. Rosario comes bursting in. He says something in German, and the fog goes away. I sigh and lay back down on the bed. No fog. Thank the good lord. It's all good now. Felix leaves a guard dog in the room, and leaves. I fall asleep, but a couple hours later, I am awoken by the sound of a dripping faucet. I put my hand down and feel the dog lick my hand. I smile, feeling more safe and comforted. I fall back asleep again, just to wake up to the faucet LOUDER an hour later. I again, put my hand down, and feel the licking. I fall asleep again, then I decided that was done. I got up, and went to the bathroom. I flicked the light on. There was blood splattered all over the wall , and it spelt " Humans can lick too. " And there, on the floor, was the fur of there collie.
