It began the day after they went to the beach. It was a awful weather for it, but the family had nothing better to do. So they packed a blanket and sandwiches and all the necessary items and headed off.
The wind was icy when they arrived, the water was absolutely freezing. But Kyles little sister Jessie was so excited that they all put up with it and jumped in. Despite the low temperatures, it was actually a really good day. After a couple hours the family went home, blasting the heaters in the car.
The next day was possibly the worst in Kyles life. His mother went out to grab some groceries, and was killed in a freak explosion at the gas station she briefly pulled into. Obviously, the whole family was distraught. But it only got worse from there.
In the following weeks the childrens father became more and more depressed, rarely leaving his room and never eating.
Kyle was old enough to understand what was happening, and that their father couldn't provide for them anymore, so he went and got a job. Jessie just wanted to know where mother was, and why father didn't talk to them anymore.
It was exactly 32 days after the beach trip when Kyle began to think he was going insane. He kept catching glimpses of some deformed creature, only ever in his peripheral vision. It seemed as if he could feel it, watching him all the time.
One day, it visited him in a dream, all it did was sit there and laugh. It was when he woke up, that he noticed an awful smell permeating the house. He got up and found his sister sitting in front of their fathers bedroom door.
"I think daddy had an accident, it smells yucky here" she said, Kyle immediately sent her out to the lounge room. This was no normal smell, it smelt like something was rotting. And he feared it was his father.
Kyle slowly opened the bedroom door, and the stench hit him like a ton of bricks. It took all his willpower to not throw up.
He took a hesitant step in, and saw that what he had feared was in fact true.
His father lay on his bed, dried blood covering his arms and the bed. It must have been a couple days since their father had killed himself. Kyle felt numb as he closed the door and dialled the police.
That night they went to their aunts, and this is where the beginning of the end, began.
