Remember...

He plunged the knife into his seventh victim. Repeatedly pounding the blade into the opened flesh. Manic laughter filled the room, and a child ran to the locked door. 

Tears filled her terror filled eyes as she scanned the corpses of her family.

 She should have never got out of her bed. 

The bad man stalked towards her. The gleam in his eye, and the blood soaked weapon showed his intentions. Fear grasped ahold of her very soul as he finally reached her. 

"Stop." She cried out. "Please daddy."

And then the switch clicked.

The gleam faded, and the feelings in his body returned. The man looked around him. His wife, father, mother, the neighbours and finally his son.

Tears streaked his face before he spun to check over his daughter. The only one left alive. She grasped him tight. Her small hands twisting in his blood soaked shirt. Sobs wracked her body as he held onto her for dear life. Afraid to let her go.

"Who did this Abigail?" He sputtered out, in-between his own grief stricken cries. 

His daughters ocean blue eyes connect with his.

"You did daddy."