It was 11:00 at night, the whole Smith family was fast asleep; except for one person. Timmy Smith couldn't get any sleep with the loud thundering and constant tapping of rain hitting the house, the storm started many hours before but had yet to stop. So he decided to go downstairs to get himself a warm glass of milk. The old wooden stairs creaked in pain as Timmy slowly made his way down the stairs in the dark with brief light from the lightning guiding him. As he touched foot downstairs he ran to the light switch as if he was being pursued by monsters. He made his way to the kitchen and opened up the fridge. As he reached for the milk the lights started flickering, then before he knew it he was immersed in complete darkness; the power had went out. Right as Timmy turned around to run upstairs he felt something furry making it's way up his leg, then his shirt, before he knew it the thing was on his neck. He attempted swatting at it but it was fast and just moved. He shook his whole body aggressively to get this thing off of him. But it was stuck on him and had no intention of leaving until it got what it needed. Timmy felt a piercing pain in his neck and screamed out in pain. It lasted 1 minute before it was all over. Timmy Smith's body lay lifeless on the kitchen floor with blood pouring out of his neck.
