As he yielded back, tripping down to the ground, he called out "No!"

Seconds later a heavy handed blade fell down on top of him. Not a word was uttered as the blade was dragged away, a trail of blood following it.

And then doth there be four days of silence.

And all was well with the world.

The children were silent, nights upon nights in a row.

Something was stirring in the light this time - beckoning with something sinister as well.