Something. A creature in the dark. Hidden, but you're still unsafe. Locked doors won't keep him out. Nothing keeps him out. You just better hope you can swim. Fast. The only thing he fears is water. Deep water. Hope there aren't any rental boats near by. Hope that you can stay underwater for a long period of time. You better hope that you're not on his list because he won't stop searching. You will not survive.
"Jeremy! Come on or we're giong to be late for school!" I yelled up the stairs.
My older brother was still upstairs and the bus came at 6:23 and took three minutes to get there.
It was already 6:18 and if he didn't hurry we would have to walk to school.
The school wasn't far but Jeremy insisted on observing every rock, bird, and tree we passed.
"Jeremy!" He didn't answer. That was unusual, he usually replied with a snide remark of some sort.
"Jeremy? What are you doing up there?" Worry started to creep in my naturally confident voice
I started up the stairs warily hoping this wasn't another one of Jeremy's stupid tricks. "Jeremy? Come on this isn't funny." A sigh came out a little shaken. A part of me scared. The other nonchalant. At the top of the steps, my foot landed in a puddle. I looked down and saw red. Part of me relaxed slightly. This was probably ketchup and I was too afraid of the truth to find out if I was right. The supposed fake blood led a trail into Jeremy's room. There was a spray of blood on the wall and a massive puddle dripping right below it. I walked cautiously into Jeremy's room and there something happened that I would never ever in my whole life forget. A taste of someone's lust-driven unsatisfaction.