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A cloaked man walked in through the doorway and looked around the house. His soulless eyes sought out for only one thing.
"Can I help you?" A sweet voice chimed.
He turned to her but didn't offer a reply.
And then he saw it.
A slow smirk crept on his lips.
The slab of metal just lay there, immobile and on show for everyone to see. His slithery voice hissed out a question and a compliment about the stone embedded in it and its owner which made the woman blush.
And then he was gone.
Later that night, the woman told her husband about the strange man and his piqued interest in the stone. The man froze midway, carrying his crying daughter in his arms. His eyes shone with fear.
"It's happening," he whispered anxiously.
"But, it can't be!" the woman cried, instantly knowing what he was talking about. "That was over a 100 years ago!"
"It's starting again," he said and right at that moment, the window shattered.