[ WP ] The apocalypse has come . The only survivors : a young child , and the monster under the bed ...

“ Hello? Is there someone here? ” 
 
 It was hard for Little Timmy to see. The lights had gone out of his room, even his Batman nightlight. He did not know how long the light had been off but ever since he had stayed in his bed. 
 
 “ Hello? ” 
 
 It had been some time since Daddy had tucked him in. Timmy could not remember how long exactly, but he had taken several naps since Daddy had left. 
 
 “ Please. I ’ m scared. ” 
 
 Timmy could not tell where the noises were coming from. At first he thought it must be his Daddy coming back, but Daddy didn ’ t sound like that. Daddy had coughed and coughed while dragging his feet when walking. This noise was different, it resembled the noise that Kitty had made when scratching the furniture. 
 
 “ Daddy? Please answer me. ” 
 
 “ Shhhhhhhh. ” 
 
 Timmy shot up. There was someone here! But where? Timmy couldn ’ t see anybody around. But then again, it was quite dark. 
 
 “ H-H-Hello? Daddy? Daddy please! ” 
 
 “ I ’ m not… I mean, Daddy ’ s here. ” 
 
 This voice didn ’ t sound like Daddy at all. But Timmy was just glad he wasn ’ t alone anymore with the noise. 
 
 “ Daddy? Did you get us some more food? I ’ m hungry. ” 
 
 “ … Yes. Of course. Just come down here. ” 
 
 “ Daddy… why do you sound like that? You ’ re scaring me! ” 
 
 “ Shhh. Shhh. I ’ m sorry, I ’ m sorry. But aren ’ t you hungry? Come on down and Daddy will take care of you. ” 
 
 Timmy was hesitant. This voice was… different. 
 
 “ Come on. Don ’ t you trust your Daddy? ” 
 
 Timmy did trust his daddy. And so he slowly started creeping down. 
 
 “ O-Okay, I ’ m coming down. ” 
 
 Suddenly from under him, Timmy heard a noise. 
 
 “ Perfect. ” 

