My father stands next to her, his eyes blood red. He stares at me, his head tilted. His gaze pierces me, making my blood run cold.
My mum turns and faces me, her eyes to, are red. Blood runs down her wrist from one small cut, more blood drips from a larger cut in her hand. But that's not what catches my attention most. It's what she has marked on the wall.
Let the games begin.
Is written in her blood on the wall.
What shocks me also, is that below that is the demon mark. The exact same one from Paranormal Activity.
A triangle with a circle in the middle, sits in the wall. My mother snarls and throws the knife at me, I dodge it and run.
