I blink into the darkness. I had been asleep but something had woken me up.. but what?
All of a sudden, a figure slowly rises from besides my bed, and I tremble violently, as the moon illuminated no other but..
"Ronnie, what are you doing? Get out!" I shriek, before I notice his evil, mad expression. The knife gripped in his hands.
I screamed and screamed, even after it sliced through me, my cries drowned out by Ronnie's- no- the Furby's electronic laugh escaping from my brother's lips.