*Static noise from the television* I have been sitting here watching nothing on television for hours. Why do I have an urge to kill? I have never had these thoughts before. Is this what my husband was dealing with? She couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched. She felt like there were eyes on her from the darkness, eyes that were filled with hunger and lust. She tried to ignore it, but the feeling only grew stronger. She could feel them stalking her, following every movement of her pupils. She could hear their whispers in the darkness, taunting her, tempting her. And then she sees him. Red eyes gleaming in the darkness, hunger and bloodlust in their gaze. She knew then that she was in danger. She was in the presence of a demon.