• “Mother, Mother! Where are you!” A small girl yells as she slowly walking down a cold dark hall.

    "Baby don't come down this way!” the girl heard coming from down the way she was headed. The voice quickly vanished and replaced with screams. The girl's small fists held tightly to the staff her father had made for her.

    I wont let anything happen to you mother. She told herself still heading down the hall. The closer she got to the end the colder it felt, and the red patches on the floor didn't help.

    She stopped and took many deep breaths before she started to turn the knob in the door that was now in fount of her. Her small hands shaking as a puddle of red water stooped under the door.

    She listened to the muffled sounds in the room as she slowly pushed open the door. She quickly closed her eyes. The room was filled with mangled bodies. The white carpet floor had quickly turned red. But what scared her the most the figure in the center of the room tossing her mothers lifeless body to the side.

    It took the girl several seconds before she opened her eyes again. The figure looked over at the girl and smiled, “Now now, dear child, do not fear me. I'll take good care of you.” The figure said in a calm seductive voice. The figure slowly walked up to the child and started to reach her arm out. Suddenly someone grabbed the child and pulled her back.

    “Don't you dear touch this child!” Another woman yelled. This one made the child feel safer. She ran behind the woman. The woman turned to face the girl. She smiled and told the girl that she had some friends that would take good care of her just down the hall. Then the woman entered the room with the figure and closed the door behind her.