I screamed. My breaths came so quick, my throat felt scraped raw. It made me feel like I was going to throw up. So did what had smashed the door in and now stood in Darby's bedroom.

The hallway light slanted inward, as if to highlight every gruesome detail. A pole of a man with silvery hair and an old-fashioned suit stared with glowing blue eyes. Three eyes with one in the middle of his forehead. His grayish skin had peeled away from his lips so there wasn't anything left but ...