A terrible night...

It was a terrible and cold winter night. I was lying on the sofa, under the blankets, I was hearing the radio while I looked at the fireplace... when suddenly I heard a door slam, and then I heard footsteps crossing the main hall of my lonely house.

A shiver toured all my body, starting in my neck until my feet. I looked to the dining room door, terrified. There I saw a man, with disfigured face, who held a bloody axe. I was paralyzed, looking at him. Then creeping up to me, he took the axe with his arms and he wanted to strike me. Of my gorge came out a loud cry, what disconcerted him.

That man was possessed, he was like a frightful beast who only wanted to kill. I continued fighting for my life, striking the air, I was trying to defend myself with my closed eyes.

Until, after some minutes, a cold hand grabbed my neck, leaving in the floor the cold touch of my corpse.