Listen

You're rooted to the spot, your heart hammering, listening to the noises downstairs. There are sounds of struggle mixed with Jack's terrified screams, but worst of all are the bestial growls that make your hair stand on end.

"HELP ME! SOMEBODY HELP ME! LISA! LISA HELP ME!" Jack's screams rip through your mind, your hands going to your mouth to stop the screams of terror you want to emit. You don't know what's happening downstairs, and every atavistic fear you've ever had surfaces, driving you to panic.

"HELP! HELP! LISA FOR GOD'S SAKE HELP..." Jack's terrified words become a gurgling liquid scream of pain that diminishes into nothingness. You squeeze your hands against your mouth, willing yourself to be silent.

From downstairs comes the sound of something heavy being moved, and then the worst, most terrifying sound of all.

A growling, snorting noise.

A sound like something feeding.