The scratching won’t stop. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Sumi pounded on the door.

“Coming!” a boy’s voice yelled before opening the door. The demon had a mission tonight. He put on a stunning performance once the door opened. Joey gave her a puzzled look.

“Sumi?” he asked, “What are you doing here? What’s wrong with your eyes?”

“Is Murdoc in?” the girl asked.

“Yeah…” he said.

“Where is he?” his friend asked. Joey blinked at her.

“His Winnebago,” he replied. Sumi pushed past him and went inside. The boy stumbled back just as lost.

“Sumi?” he asked following behind. The demon marched her body down to the garage. It didn’t take long to find the Winnebago. Sumi pounded on the door.

“What?” Murdoc shouted inside.

“It’s me, Murdoc-san,” Sumi said in a small voice, “Open the door.”

“What do you want?!?” he snapped, “I’m busy here!” The moans of a woman flooded the air. Sumi tried to keep away the demon.

Please stop. Leave him out of this. Stop this!

“But I need to see you,” the demon lied, “Please open the door.”

“Go away!” the woman yelled inside. Her moans broke the demon’s patience. He drew out a knife from the behind the back of the body’s shirt. Joey happened to come around the corner and witness this. He froze with big eyes.

What the…, he thought. “Sumi!” he yelled. The door ripped open and Murdoc came out in nothing but a sheet wrapped around his waist.

“What is it?!?” he snapped. Stab! The color drained from Joey’s face as he gasped.

Sunday Night