The teenage girl’s eyes went wide as she slowly lowered the phone. It took her a moment to process what the police officer on the other end of the line had just told her. The threatening calls that she had been receiving all evening were coming from inside the house.
There’s a loud noise from upstairs. She turns her gaze up towards the ceiling as she hangs up the phone. She smiles, revealing half a dozen rows of pointed teeth.
She can’t believe her luck. She had thought that she was going to have to go out for dinner tonight.