After Dusk

I woke up at about two in the morning. Zoe was already sat up, wide eyed.
"What's up?" I asked, sitting up as well.
"Where's Liam?"
I turned around. Liam wasn't in bed, and I jumped up and ran out to the hallway.
"Liiiaaaammm!" Zoe yelled, I flicked a light switch but It didn't turn on.
"Bloody electricity."
We walked around in the dark, looking for Liam. I ran back to the room, looking for his bag. Sure enough, it was there. Phone and all.
I ran back out, Zoe running up to me." I've checked everywhere!"
"Everywhere?"
I said, looking up, at the dusty ceiling.
"You promised we wouldn't go up there after what happened last time!" She cried, crossing her arms, tears dropping down her cheek.
It was dark, so I grabbed the torch from under the cabinet I was leaning on.
"For Liam, Zoe. We have to find him."
She slowly nodded, and we walked to the end of the house, pulling down the piece of string that hung from the ceiling and a ladder opened in front of us.
"You go up first." Zoe said, shoving me forward.
I reluctantly walked up the ladder, tired, and scared.
The attic was small, but spooky. There were no windows, but it was empty, and the air vents were looking into our rooms.
Then I saw something. A tall shadow- facing the corner of the attic, head down.
"Liam?" I whispered, walking slowly up to the figure.

Zoe- 17. Has bad anxiety, used to do pot. Failing school.
Liam- 18. Is a pyromaniac, smokes too much, wags. Failing math.
Kayley- 18. Has schizephrenia. Smokes.
Three best friends, and they all made a big mistake: To communicate with the dead.

They've opened the door to the afterlife, and let something dark and dangerous back in to the world it's always longed to join.
It won't be leaving any time soon, that's for sure. They can't get rid of it- but one tragedy after another is going to leave this demon smiling.
The one that watches from the vent in the roof.