Chapter 2: The darkness that I didnt know

Almost going into a state of shock I heard how the steps were directed towards me, I could not feel anything but fear, I was just thinking about which part of the house my sister would be and if she was still alive, I wanted to think that everything was fine but My own mind played tricks on me. When I felt that person so close I decided to hide under my bed, I could not think of a better place, each time it got closer and closer, I prayed not for my life, but for my sister, I could not think of anything else. Finally he entered my room, feet full of blood, shattered, long and careless nails, I did not do more than observe, that being said something, short and loose whispers, I froze the blood of just listening to him, began to scratch the table of In an uncontrolled way, I continued to observe him with the little sight he had under the bed, I could not see his face, he was dressed in a torn suit covered with blood and scratches. Just when I thought it was going to be my end the being left my room, I left little by little from under the bed and I got up to see the damage I had done, a trace of blood on the floor and ... I could not believe! On the table there was a message written by the scratches of that subject, when reading it my breath was cut off, the message read: