Bloodbath
ONE In the pitch black, an old withered man fumbled his way around his room. After a few moments of clumsily rummaging around in the darkness, he finally was able to climb into his bed. As soon as he felt he was going to sleep, he heard a soft THUMP! Oh no, he thought to himself, it’s happening again. After months of endless beating and restless sleep, he could not bare to listen to the THUMP! night after night after night… Then he heard it. A soft footstep, followed by a soft creak. The old...