Ghost Blood

Night of the Blood Moon.

On an early evening in the small urban town of Makon, a small boy was out walking home after a night out with his mom. A strange man walked up to him. The man wore a black shirt, with a white tie. He had white hair although only seeming to be in his 30s. He wore expensive designer pants and sunglasses. This man walked by the child with an eerie presence which scared the child. The child looked up at the man but he didn’t notice. The man continued walking past the parents, but strangely enough they noticed nothing.

That night a fierce storm was cast over the city. While the young boy was asleep in his small room on the end off the hall the wind blew outside. Then when the clock struck 12 o’clock his windows slammed open. That man that the boy say that evening slowly crawled in through the small window. He was even in the same clothes. The boy woke up with a startle after he heard the window open. He looked around the room, the man was there looking right at him. The boy scared for his life quickly rushed out of the room. The man did not follow. The boy looked back just as he burst into his parent’s bedroom.

His parents were sound asleep not having heard a thing. They were awoken when the boy barged in. The boy told his parents of what he had experienced. Thinking he’d had nothing but a bad dream his mom walked over to his room with him to show him everything’s all right.

When they entered the room everything was quiet again. The man was nowhere to be found and the windows were closed like they were supposed to be. Even the carpet was dry. The mom reassured the boy that it was nothing but a bad dream, and that he should get back to sleep. The boy after calming himself down went to bed again.

The boy finally got to sleep again after 15 minutes of thinking things over. Then he struck again. The boy woke up to the sound of a devilish chuckle. He woke up and looked around the room. There he was again this time he was much closer, as if he had still been walking towards the bed while his parents were there. The window was open too. The boy screamed at the top of his lungs.

His mom sighed after being awoken for the second time that night. The mom walked over to the son’s room to see that nothing had changed. The son was hiding under the covers murmuring to himself about some sort of monster. His mom stayed with him to calm him down. After 20 minutes the boy had stopped crying and had calmed down enough to go back to sleep. His mom was relieved too. Now they could get to sleep as well.

The boy tried to go back to sleep but as hard as he tried he could not. He laid there in bed turning and turning thinking about what had just happened that night. Then finally at 1 o’clock that night he finally was able to drift back to sleep. But that didn’t last long. Moments after he fell asleep he woke up to the sound of metal clanging. He looked up to the see the man now with a knife in his hand looking right over him.

The man had an eerie look on his face. A blank face that showed absolutely no expression. His eyes were cold and emotionless. He leaned down and a thin evil grin spread across his face. The boy tried to scream but it was two late, the man had already cut his throat. The man then carried the boy out with him through the window. He left but a lock of hair and a pool of blood to mark his work.

The next morning when the mom woke up they went over to the boy’s room to check up on him. She was shocked to find the lock of hair and the blood. She immediately called the police. The police arrived in about half an hour. When nobody answered after they rang the bell several times they barged in. They looked around but found nothing. When they went out searching the backyard they found the mom dead next to the boy with a knife in her hand stabbed right through her heart.

The police questioned the father but he said that his wife always hated the child and would always nag him and get mad at him. He also said that he was away on a business trip and just got back this morning. The neighbors confirmed the father’s story. They did notice how the mother hated the son and how she always did nag and yell at him.

The police sighed at the news of a murder suicide. Their work was done here. They slowly pulled out of the area leaving the man there.

After they left the father went back into his house. He smirked as he put on black shirt with a white tie, designer pants as well designer sunglasses. He put on a white wig as well as a latex mask. He then walked out of the house, stepped into his car and never came back.