Yes…...
Yes…...
Yeah, he could remember it now. He hid under his bed under his father's instruction and waited for minutes. Minutes upon minutes.
It was only after it reached the half-hour mark did he finally hear something…..something terrifying.
It was the screams of his father and the livid sounds of flesh being ferociously torn apart. And when the screams died out, he heard the crunching of bones that lasted for a good few minutes.
Now, Silas was intelligent from birth. Understanding what had just happened was a walk in the park for him. Yet, he laid under his bed, offered no sounds, and simply whimpered in his mind as the unknown monster moved on to another room, his mother's room.
In a quick five minutes, the remains of his mother became food to the unknown monster.
In another ten minutes, the first of his siblings followed.
Then, the rest of his siblings.
