I took my baby, Paul Cole Brown, my bundle of joy to the hospital for inoculations. I returned to the house to take care of him because he started to fret. I had to give him his drugs to relieve his discomfort. He was able to sleep off comfortably. I went to the kitchen to prepare food for myself when I heard a scary sound from the living room. I shook with fright but struggled to go to see what was happening, what I saw was dreadful, there were shadows, of fearful figures looking mean and dangerous in the whole wall of the living room. Suddenly these became humans coming...