He was deep in his sleep. Wind was flowing in through the half closed window. It waved the red curtains and made the moonlight to flash. A shadow moved slowly through the wall. The shadowy hands stretched towards him. It just reached right up to his face. “CLAAP”  He jumped up from his sleep. Taking heavy breaths, he looked to his bedside table. He shook his head on seeing THE CONJURING DVD their. He reached to his chest and held tight to his rosary and went back to sleep.
John was getting ready to go for his daily jogging. Ryan his friend and housemate walked into the living room and the digital clock read 3/7/2015 6:00:42 Friday. “You mad bro going for a run this early” Ryan mocked him and walked on. John just smiled and walked towards the door. He paused and yelled “hey throw me  my gym ID from the table”. Ryan stretched his hands from where he was sitting to reach out the ID and had a good look at the over stretched  photo of John and threw it to him with murky smile.
Ryan drives John to work everyday. While hustling through the morning traffic Ryan asked ” have you met our neighbors mom yet”. “No”John replied “Do they have a mom living with them”. “No I think she is just visiting, she is kind of creepy came down when you went for jogging and started scaring me with some creepy stories.” Ryan kept talking even when John was gazing outside. ” Some little kid lived in our apartment was killed on his birthday and something like that”.  A glance of fear glanced through Johns face and his hands stretched to his chest towards his rosary.”No” John yelled out and said “my rosary, I forgot it after bath “. Ryan sarcasticaly consoled him ” it’s just an old ladies creepy stories be cool man” and laughed.
All those thoughts were echoing in Johns head . He was not able to focus and was feeling dizzy. He closed his eyes and rested his head to the desk. As he opened his eyes the whole office was dark. Filled with smoke. He took a heavy breath trying not to make a noise. He looked around, he could see nothing but smoke in the flashing lights. “Triiiing” his phone rung. He answered it but it kept ringing “triing triing”. This woke him up and he opened his eyes in real to find his ringing phone. It was Ryan. ” sorry John I have to go to my girlfriends, can u catch the train at night please”. John had no option but to say yes.
Lack of concentration and workload kept John at work till 8:00pm. He went to the station and got inside the local train. As usual the night train was fairly empty. John sat near the window glazing through the nightlife of that wonderful city. He saw the city getting darker from far. Lights were turning off one by one. City was falling into darkness. Suddenly the train screamed through the rail and came to a halt. The train lights flickered and made way to darkness. Some black cloud descended from the skies and filled the city. The clouds whirled around forming a manly shape and reached near John. It leaned towards him and the hand raised and was approaching to Johns shoulder. The beastly hands reached John and he yelled and opened his eyes to see an old man standing near him saying “Son I think it’s the last stop”.
The day was getting worse for John. He walked through the empty street towards his house. He could hear the dogs howl. He gathered all his courage and walked straight to his home. It was all dark around his home. None of his neighbors had any lights on. He was baffled by that. He went near the door and searched for key. As he was searching for the key he heard a whisper from inside his home. He opened the door. Whoosh a some creature flew out scaring the hell out of him. He dropped his bag and fell to the ground.
John slapped and pinched himself. ‘Wake up John wake up’ he whispered to himself and walked into the house. The clock showed 10:55 and it slipped from one hook and hung sideways. John dropped his bag down and looked around with caution. Their were whispers inside. The dense air flowing had a mystic smell in it. John was filled with fear, he took every step with caution. He walked towards the whisper. It was from the kitchen. He took every steps cautiously. The curtains where waving even with all the windows closed. He reached for the switch to turn on the light. As he was reaching the switch the gas stow burst into flames. Ahhaaaaaaaaaaa… John yelled but no sound came out his mouth. He kneeled to the floor. He was crawling towards the door. His eyes were wide open. His tongues getting dry. His breath paused. He crawled towards the door and  into the living room.

The wall clock was swinging slowly and about fall. It read 11:40. John was on his knees aiming the main door. ‘NOooooo’ the loud scream filled the house and John with fear. It all blacked out in a second. He couldn’t see anything. Something fell all over him. He could feel it. It was some dark cloth. With the rest of breath and courage left in him John started pulling the dark cloth over him.
A loud scream of Ryan came out of no where with loud noise of something rolling down the stairs. Johns hands trembled as he heard it and he pulled the dark cloth covering him. John’s heart stopped for a while as he saw that. His face paled to white. He rushed to Ryan’s body drowned in blood. He held him in his hand. He was crying but his tears were frozen. John was fainting his vision was fading.
The wall clock fell down cracking the glass into million pieces. The noise made John turn his head and there it is a smoking dark manlike figure near him with both hands raised with something in its hand to smack right on his head. John screamed but not even a thin air came out of his mouth. The big dark manly monster banged it straight into Johns head. He fell back. Red liquid crawled through his forehead into his cheeks and rolled into his lips. A tad bit of it went into his mouth.The clock ticked 12:00.
It was sweet. All the lights turned on in a flash. Ryan jumped up licking all that tomato sauce on his face. Big mike Ryan’s friend removed his black coat and yelled “Haaaaapppppy Birthday mateeee.” Ryan yelled from back “surprise …. Happy birthday Ma boy” Johns mouth was filled with that strawberry syrup from the cake. The words of his mouth were ” censored ” …… It took him few moments to realise that smile on Ryan’s face when he handed over the Gym ID that morning.