Third person's POV
Dave closed the door of his apartment. It was dead in the night, he walked into the darkness that covered his living room,tossing his keys unto the table he remembered stood there. Dave's phone rang aloud boldly,opposing the eerie darkness. Dave glanced at the caller,his once grey orbs that was shinning bright and filled with a strict degree of delight turned into a menacing scowl that was also quick to register in his face.
Emma. He said,cursing under his breath. He didn't need to give it a second thought, he wasn't answering her call, she wasn't going to ruin his ecstasy. Dave placed his phone on what appeared as the sofa,making his way up the stairs with the darkness stalking in.
The lights suddenly turned on. Dave twirled around in shock, his fixed gaze steadie
