Author's note: if you are opposed to horror or fire please skip this story as there a some blood and horror as well as a decent amount of sadness. You have been warned.

One day Josh invites his friends to his house for a sleep over. When they get there Josh's Dad is cooking food for them and Josh is getting everything set up so they can have a good time. They all had a good time but decided to go to sleep as it was very late. However as the last person went to sleep a creak could be heard throughout the house, this caused those who had just fallen asleep to wake up and wake the others. When a flashlight was switched on its light shone on a ragged form for a second before it went out. The next thing they heard was a thump and the noise of a body dragging on the floor but they were too scared to help whoever it was. The flashlight switched on and one out of the five was missing. When they realized this they all ran through the house and screamed in terror. They were separated, and for the next half hour Josh listened to the scream of his friends. Then he heard it, the low thumping sound of footsteps. He couldn't take it anymore so he ran towards the kitchen where he hoped to find something, anything to use as a weapon. But when he turned on the lights, he saw his friends corpses cut up and strung from the ceiling like dolls. He turned around only to find his father holding a knife in his hand and a rope slung over his shoulder. His father stalked toward him, covered in blood like a demon and his arm raised then everything went black.When light returned he was in a hospital bed a week later. When he asked about his friends he knew he would never have the same happy care free attitude again, as that night haunted his dreams for years to come.