A little boy sat at the corner of his bed, his body literally shaking in fear as he stayed there. His mother knelt before him, trying to convince him that everything would be alright.
"Don't worry, I won't let him hurt you. I will calm him down. (The mother told her son, even though she didn't believe that for a second)
"Do you promise?" (The child asked feebily)
"I... " (The mother couldn't even make the promise before their front door is opened, and it is closed with a visious slam)
The boy became even more afraid, because he knew what this meant, his dad has come home.
"What!!!" (A loud voice thundered, scaring the boy even further)... Who broke my tv?! (The man bellowed, his fist clenched in anger as he stared at the smashed tv screen)
"He's going to beat me, please don't let him beat me, mom! (The boy asked of his mother, even though he knew that it wouldn't matter if she intervened)
"I won't let him hurt you... I promise?" (The terrified woman promised with tears in her eyes, leaving her son in the room to confront her angry husband)
Almost immediately after the door is closed the argument began, with the two parents screaming at the top of their lungs.
"He made a mistake, why don't you get that?!" (The woman yelled)
"Mistake?! Do you know how much that tv cost me?! Get out of my way, Karen! I need to teach that boy a lesson! (The man yelled back)
"No, Phil! I won't let you hurt our son anymore, I won't let you!" (The woman said between her sobs)
"Get out of my way, don't mess with me tonight!" (The man yelled at her, the sound of a struggle happening immediately afterwards)
The young boy covered his ears and closed his eyes, wanting to be anywhere else but here. But he doesn't go anywhere, he is still stuck here, and now he is stuck here, with him.
The boy's father now stood before him, his body large and imposing, his expression, one of rage.
"What did you do?!" (The man demanded to know, even though he already knew the answer)
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, dad!" (The boy pleaded, tears literally streaming from his eyes)
"Oh you're gonna be sorry. After I'm done with you, you little brat!" (The man said as he stretched out a hand, and then grabbed his son)
A grown man wakes up from this terrible dream, his breathing is heavy, and his face is pale. The man goes into the bathroom, splashing some cold water onto his face.
That's when he noticed it, the red marks that now streak across most of his body. The man turns back, trying to see more of his body with the bathroom mirror, and what he sees are more marks, almost like bruises in fact.
"What is happening to me?! Why do I keep having this dream?! How does it hurt me?! (The man asked his reflection, but the image of himself offered no reply)... Get yourself together, Fred Clover. Whatever this is, you're gonna figure it out... No matter what! (Fred said with conviction in his words)
But what Fred doesn't see is a shadowy creature behind him, it's clawed hands eerily resting on his shoulders.
Meanwhile at another location, loud music is playing and beautiful women are dancing before a flashily dressed man, his expression, one of bliss.
"You seem happier today, something good happen to you or something?!" (The man's companion asked him, speaking over the loud club music)
Seth Wild: Yeah! I just found out I will be getting something very cool, so I'm just excited thinking about all the things I'm gonna do with it." (Seth tells his friend)
"Something cool? What is it, a new ride?!" (The friend asked)
Seth Wild: Don't be so nosy man, just enjoy the party! (Seth tells him, before taking a swig from his bottle of alcohol)... I can feel my Wraith getting stronger, I chose the right sucker afterall... I can't wait, to see what it will become. (Seth thought with a menacing smile)
Next: Upgrade.