The storm raged outside now. Lightning lit up the room. The body lay quite still. The knife was deep in. Blood soaked the white rug. Mary gasped at the sight. She dropped her tea cup. It shattered on the floor. Her hands began to shake. Who had done this deed? She saw the open door. Wind blew the curtain high. A shadow moved in back. She turned her head around. Nobody was standing there. She heard a footstep fall. Fear gripped her heart tight. Then she heard a voice. "Did you miss me, Mary?"