A young boy woke up to hearing footsteps outside his room. Peeking open his eyes he saw a unfamiliar man come In, carrying his parents dead carcass. Sitting them in a rocking chair. The child coild see him writing something on the wall in blood. Closing his eyes he heard the man climb under his bed. Doing what only a child would do, he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. After several hours he peeked open his eyes, they were adjusting to dark slowly as he started to make out the words on the wall. He gasped when he could read them. "I know your awake. " the note read. There was a low chuckle and a hand appeared as the bed shifted from underneath.