Arabella's sobs had slowly subsided, the inhuman screeches replacing her sadness with pure anger. She had just lost her father, and the damn creatures couldn't even give her time to grieve over her loss. Her mother Jane pulled back, and looked at Markus's body, gently reaching over and closing his unseeing eyes. Looking back at Arabella she whispered, "Listen, we need to close the curtains, but quietly. If they-" A growl from outside the house interrupted Jane, both of them freezing for what felt like forever. Then Jane began to speak again, this time even lower, "If they catch us, they will kill us... Or worse, turn us..."<br/>Arabella nodded, burying her fears and putting on a brave face. They needed to live, and if that was going to happen they needed to be unseen. Slowly she and her mother moved away from each other, going separate ways to close the curtains. Arabella's house was in a small town, but even the small town had been hit hard with the terror infestation.<br/>Slowly Arabella crawled across the floor, keeping low as she came upon the first window, one of the biggest in the house. The figure of a Terror walked past the window and Arabella quickly dunked under the window, pressing up against the wall. With the help of moonlight shining on the floor she could see as a dark shadow moved around, no doubt the Terror peeping into her house. Arabella shivered out of fear.