Chapter 1

LaToya walked in the Hayvenhurst house greeting Jermaine at the door. Her high heels made clacking sounds as it hit across the marble floor.

   "What's up, 'Maine?" She said hanging up her coat on the rack. She flipped her black hair over her shoulder and gazed at a startled Jermaine. He looked as if he just saw a ghost.

   "Ummm...something is.... Weird....in the....umm...living room...." he mumbled, scratching the back of his neck. LaToya shook her head, having her large hoop earrings bounce.

   "Jermaine what is wrong with you today?" She giggled and headed towards the living room, high heels click-clacking along the way. They both entered the room and saw 3 boys standing, in a line, completely and perfectly still gazing ahead at the blank television screen in front of them.

   "Hmm..." LaToya said, taking a few steps inside. "I wonder how they got in here."

   "One, two, Jackson's coming for you...." the three boys started singing emotionless, mechanical tones.  Latoya and Jermaine stole glances at each other.

   "They've been standing there ever since I came in the house. Hasn't moved once" Jermaine whispered. "They kept singing this song..."

   "Three, Four you better lock your door..." the kids continued to sing. "Five, six, crucifix....seven, eight...determine your fate....nine,ten he's back again...."

   "It's feakin me out, make them stop..." Jermaine whispered. LaToya nodded.  She walked up to the children and kneeled down to them. They remained motionless. LaToya gasped at what she saw.

   "What is it?" Jermaine asked.

   "They...they have no eyes...." LaToya stuttered.

   "What??" Jermaine came up to her. He saw that the children stared straight ahead and their eyes had no pupils. They were completely white. The kids were statues. There wasn't any blinking, moving, or anything.

   "That's some freaky shit" Jermaine whispered.

They both heard the door open in the other room. They knew it was Michael. Jermaine and LaToya looked at each other. They were thinking the exact same thing. They both ran up the stairs.

Michael came in the room and saw the kids. He took off his fedora to reveal his long straight black hair that rested on his shoulders. Wearing his casual red shirt and black slacks, he stepped in front of the children.

   "How's it going guys?" He asked running his hand over his hair. All three of them blinked at the same time.

   "Great! We really scared them." the boy named Ryan White said.

   "Jermaine was freaked out, Mike, you should've seen him." the boy named Macaulay Culkin said.

   "They ran upstairs when they saw you coming." Emanual Lewis snickered.

   "They went upstairs, huh?" Michael said, smiling. "Well congratulations, guys."

   "Thanks!" Ryan said. "are You gonna kill them, huh Mikey?"

Michael's smile got wider. "We will see. We will see."