Imagine my surprise when I come back from school to find my entire family dead in my house. Their bodies ripped apart from something with it's bare hands. How do I know you ask? Well that "something" was hunched over my sister eating her corpse in the dimly lit living room where majority of the light is blocked by the thick curtains in the living room.

I wanted to scream at him to get away from my sister, to get the hell out of my house and to scream away the rage of him killing my family.

But what came out instead was not a scream but useless air. And I finally realised I was afraid that this thing will kill me.

Having fianlly noticed that I stood rooted to the ground in the doorway it slowly crawled over to me on all fours taking its time enjoying the fear radiating out of my body.

When it was finally close enough to me I could see its face and body in the light from the road lights leaking through from the curtains that I saw its features.

The creature is skinny very skinny I could see its skin getting stuck on its bones.

And the face oh god I don't wanna describe how the face looks like its gonna give me nightmares for a year not that I'm gonna get one tonight after this event but only if there's a tonight for me.

After seeing the appearance of that thing I finally snapped out of my trance and started looking around for weapons that I can use.

Whilst looking around I was stumbling backwards at the same time trying to make it think that I'm panicking and not staying calm and looking around for a weapon.

After a bit of looking around I saw a broom lying on the ground. The creature probably attacked my family when my mom was cleaning the house. A small smile appeared on my face at that thought.

If my mom were to be cleaning the house during the time of the attack there will be plenty of things laying around that I could use as a weapon.

For example Bleach. I could use bleach to blind the thing's eye but I don't really know much about it anatomy.

While eyeing at that thing which is enjoying my "fear" I slowly stumbled my way towards the broom.

Now the real problem arises. Judging from the little muscle mass it has I don't think it will be fast enough to reach me before I manage to pick up the broom but looking at the mess it did to my family with its paper thin skin and barely visible muscles I decided to not judge its strength from its appearance.

So with the strength that it has I assumed that it can kill me before I can even bring the broom up to defend myself.

The curtains are fluttering now which means strong winds are blowing into the house with the curtains fluttering around more light started to filter in but only for a briefest of moments but that was more than enough for me.

I saw an empty coke can probably left by my sister standing upright on the small table in the middle of the living room. I willed the wind in my mind to blow the coke can sideways.

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And well, the wind did what I had asked it to do and knocked the can sideways creating a noise which startled the thing. Taking advantage of that split second of vulnerability I bend down and picked the broom up and brought it up to defend myself as I heard the thing recover from its shock and charge towards me.

True to my assumption the thing was fast very fast. One moment it was half a meter from me the next it was right next to my face raising its hand in the air ready to strike me down with its razor sharp nails.

Another small smile appeared on my face thats a mistake which could end its life.

It struck down and broke the broom in half.

Unfortunately the nails struck me too creating 4 slash marks on my chest whch started to bleed intensely immediately soaking up my shirt with blood but heck I ain't dying without taking it down with me after what it did to my family.

True to my prediction it used too much force in its excitement of getting a new prey and lost its balance.

While it was trying to regain its balance I used that opening and stabbed the sharpened end of the broom into its right eye.

It was quite effective in a way I guess as it started to shriek in pain and stumbling backwards with a broom stick sticking out of its right eye.

While it was shrieking in pain I thought I could hear a steady beat in the air but I didn't think much of it since I'm starting to feel sleepy.

Wait sleepy? Why the heck do I feel sleepy? Oh yeah I got slashed by something and am now bleeding out heavily. Looks like what they say about feeling sleepy while bleeding out was true.

I could see something moving but its blurry as heck as if I'm crying. Shit, I feel weak. I slumped down on my knees and as I did that the door burst open and figures started piling in holding what I can assume to be guns through my blurry eyed vision and started blasting the thing to bits.

As I was kneeling on both knees the pain from the slashes I got started to hurt so much that I

moaned in pain.

It seems that my moan was loud enough that one of the figures pointed towards me and gestured for someone.

The last thing I saw before I passed out was a figure wearing a black helmet cut away at the ears wearing black headphones and night vision goggles attached to the front.

The figure was also wearing black military fatigues, a tan plate carrier and black knuckle gloves. The figure's lower face was covered up by a balaclava mask and a pair of tinted ballistic glasses

The figure then took out a kit with a huge red cross stitched on it and took out a syringe filled with a clear liquid from the kit.

The moment I felt the needle from the syringe enter my arm I passed out.