Michael ran up the stairs as fast as he could, his eyes wide with worry and sickening fear. As he arrived on the landing he caught sight of his brother sitting in a corner, his knees up to his chin, and his body rocking back and forth. Michael raced over to his brother and held the shaking boy.
"What's the matter?" he asked of his brother. The boy, with frightened eyes, stared up at Michael slowly.
"I saw it Michael," he replied.
"What did you see?"
"I saw a head, but it had no body. It was sitting on a bedpost and there was a girl sitting on the bed combing the head's hair."