[ CW ] Write a horror story , with each sentence containing five , seven , and five words .

Tick, tock, went the clock. 
 
 The only other sound was falling dust. 
 
 It was a malicious silence. 
 
 The sound of bared teeth. 
 
 The heavy evil presence of ravenous shadows. 
 
 Feeding on a thousand screams. 
 
 Things stirred in the walls. 
 
 Scrapes and scratches and slithering skittering vermin. 
 
 Heavy breathing from the attic. 
 
 Wanting for bones, for blood. 
 
 For the warm soft caress of fear. 
 
 Horror, terror, torture, their pleasure. 
 
 Their jaws were held open. 
 
 The trap was set, lying in wait. 
 
 The house was perfectly still. 
 
 Tinkle chink, went the key. 
 
 The light in the hallway dimmed momentarily. 
 
 `` Scurry, hide, they're right outside.'' 
 
 `` Quickly, run, here they come.'' 
 
 The creatures scrambled and the ghosts vanished. 
 
 Locks clicked, the door opened. 
 
 Voices flooded in, sunlight too. 
 
 `` It's a bit old, pardon the dust.'' 
 
 `` It has character, it's charming.'' 
 
 `` Perfect place for our daughter.'' 
 
 `` So you're interested? Then please sign here.'' 
 
 `` Thank you so very much!'' 
 
 `` Ca n't wait to move in!'' 
 
 `` My pleasure. Good bye. And good luck.'' 
 
 So the family moved in. 
 
 They cleared the dust away. 
 
 Redecorated the rooms, painted the walls too. 
 
 Children's laughter echoed all through. 
 
 The monsters stirred, sniffed, snarled. 
 
 `` Shh, it's not our time yet. Wait.'' 
 
 So they waited, like spiders. 
 
 And at night, they crawled. 
 
 Up through the drains and air vents. 
 
 Under beds and into closets. 
 
 `` Why are you crying sweetheart?'' 
 
 `` I saw a monster under the bed!'' 
 
 `` Do n't be silly, my darling.'' 
 
 They grinned in the darkness. 
 
 Moon white fangs that dripped cold venoms. 
 
 Forked tongues slithered and flicked. 
 
 `` Not long now, very soon.'' 
 
 And then they all fell fast asleep. 
 
 They took the parents first. 
 
 For the mother, a needle. 
 
 In each eye, pinning the eyelids shut. 
 
 She should n't see the next. 
 
 For the father, the razor. 
 
 So he could not call for help. 
 
 Their dream house turned nightmare. 
 
 Last thoughts of their daughter. 
 
 But their daughter carried on sleeping peacefully. 
 
 The monsters approached her bed. 
 
 Gleeful, sweet meat at last. 
 
 As the attic demons bent over her. 
 
 They licked their dribbling lips. 
 
 Now is our desired moment. 
 
 What we've waited for all this time. 
 
 But the girl woke up 
 
 `` A big mistake you've made, 
 
 Now its time for us to play.'' 
 
 The monsters were suddenly afraid. 
 
 Her eyes glowed vicious red. 
 
 She bit the head off the demon. 
 
 And all the others fled. 
 
 They scraped, scratched, and slithered 
 
 There was nowhere for them to hide. 
 
 She chased them all down. 
 
 Eating each one by one. 
 
 When morning came the house was quiet. 
 
 The only sound falling dust. 
 
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