The clock struck 2pm and suddenly the only sound of the ticking dissapeared. The house stood silent and asleep. Then suddenly a door in the lounge opened. In there was darkness, hubbub of voices emerged from within the darkness. Then suddenly the carpet in front of it, deepened in a size of a footprint. The depression was followed by another depression. These trails of footprints, walked across the house creating no sound.
The footsteps halted in front of a door. The door slowly creaked open and the disembodied structure went inside leaving no signs of his exitence, since there was not carpet inside. Inside, was a person snoring on the warm comfortable bed. The door then slowly closed leaving the duo inside.
Outside the rain was showering at its full intensity. On the face of the demonic structure there was a change. His face which showed pain. Now it was replaced by a smirk. On its feet, the pond which was inundated by the rain water was now being replaced by a red liquid.
