The Man with No Name


One sunny day in the town of Landferd, a family had just moved into their new house. It was a family of four: a mother, a father, a sister that was eight, and a brother that was five. They were so tired when they were done unpacking that they went to bed at a very early time. The next day they ate supper and were getting ready for bed when the mother noticed that there was a figure appearing on the ceiling.
The figure got darker and darker until you could see what appeared to be a dead body on the ceiling: it was a puddle of blood. The blood started to drip from the ceiling; the mother screamed in terror. The father ran in to the room and said, “What’s going on?”
She said, “There was a man on the ceiling!” They looked up and it was gone. The father said, “I think you need to go to bed, you must be tired.” So they went to bed thinking about what it was.

The mother got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. When she came out she saw the blood dripping from the ceiling. The paint was peeling off and blood was running down the walls. A man opened the door; he was in overalls and a heavy jacket. He had a mask on, but you can see his pale blue eyes. He slowly walked towards her. She screamed, “Help! Help!”The man pulled out his knife; she tried to run, but the man grabbed her, threw her on the ground and cut her throat. He watched as the life drained from her eyes.
The husband ran down the stairs with a baseball bat and hit the man on the head. The man wasn’t fazed by it. He hit the father so hard it knocked him out. The man went up the stairs and found the kids crying in the corner. He picked up the little boy that wasn’t much older than five and twisted his head right off his body; blood was everywhere. The father woke up, ran upstairs with his bat and grabbed

The man, but the man was too strong for him. The man turned around, picked him up, and threw him to the other side of the room. The man took out his knife and stabbed the father in the leg. The father was screaming in pain. The man stood him up grabbed the bat that the father had and hit him in the head knocking his head clean off. The little girl crawled out the window to the second story. He went out picked up the little girl and threw the girl off the house. She died instantly when she hit the ground.
The next morning was another bright sunny day, there was a desolate “for sale” sign in the front yard and not a sign of a family had ever lived there.