[ WP ] A contract killer moves stealthily through the house intent on completing his objective . A little girl in her nightgown creeps behind him .

No way! That's an actual gun! Iggy thought excitedly as her amazed eyes observed the pistol the man had in his hands. She thought he was sort off moving like the bad guy in last nights movie. Both hands around the gun, pointing it where his eyes went and pausing every few steps to look around. 
 The man with the pistol was passing right by Iggy, soon he was going to dissappear into the kitchen so she decided to leave her cushion castle. She carefully lowered the drawbridge ( one of the beam shaped cushions from daddy's relax chair ) and crawled through the front gate. 
 She stopped just before the wall seperating the living room and the kitchen. She pressed herself against it and slowly tilted her head past the wall until she could see the man. Iggy did the same when mommy and daddy had their'serious conversations'. 
 He seemed to be checking the garden, Iggy found him much better compared to the man on the television the night before. He was incredibly nervous. This guy had a calm sense of self-confidence about him that fascinated Iggy. She was old enough to know that guns were bad, but inevitably she found him very cool. 
 
 The man with the pistol had apparently decided against who or what he was looking for being outside. Iggy thought that made sense. After all, nobody would be outside at three in the morning. He disappeared again from Iggy's field of view and she thought he must be headed upstairs. 
 Iggy rushed to the wall that edged the hall and repeated the same procedure to see but not be seen. If she was right, the man with the pistol would appear in a few seconds. 
 His foot came first, then the rest but Iggy could n't see his face yet because he turned left and set a testing right foot on the first step. Iggy knew the staircase was pretty much brand new in house terms, seven months and fourteen days she remembered. Creaking would be very bad for the men who installed it. Daddy would get one of his angry moments then. 
 
 He was already on the last step when Iggy gathered the courage to follow him. She crawled up so she would be harder to spot and stopped below the third step from the top. He was looking in her room from the doorway. She had left the door open when she sneaked downstairs to go sleep in her castle. The man with the pistol did n't find what he was looking for in her room. His head tilted to mommy's and daddy's room and he skulked towards it. Iggy retreated a tiny bit back down the stairs and bowed her head to keep from being spotted. Her parents' bedroom was on the right side of the stairs, hers was on the left and daddy's study was straight ahead. If she could get in there she had a much better vantage point on the man with the pistol. He slowly placed a hand on the handle and gave the door a light push. 
 
 Iggy sprinted up the last few stairs, dived through the open study door and hugged the wall for the third time that night. The man was harder to see because there was no light in mommy and daddy's room. She thought he was looking at their bed, then she heard six tiny, muted explosions. Iggy froze, suddenly terrified as she remembered the sounds from the movie. They were the sounds that murdered people! 
 The man came back out again and looked at Iggy, she thought she saw some smoke coming from his gun, the he kneeled to come to her height. 
 `` Tell daddy this was a warning kiddo.'' the man said, then he straightened himself and headed down the stairs. Iggy heard the front door close whilst both her parents appeared in the doorway. Her father suddenly brought his hand to his mouth and ran to the bathroom.
