The Early Morning Outing By: Sasha R. Neptune

I got a call this morning. A very suspicious call, indeed. Someone had heard a screech in the night, that is very suspicious, indeed.
I got in the car with my pals and drove to the sight. We knocked on the door and it opened to revile a shocking sight. A man with a huge smile on his face greeted them with alert eyes. It was very suspicious, who would be awake and alert at this hour?
He lead us in and told a tale about the old man that lived here. He showed the way with a satisfied grin, who knows what he had done. He didn't steal the man's money, that's for sure, for he showed it to us safe and sound.
He spun us a tale and then spun around the room screaming and crashing things. He said he heard a awful noise somewhere inside his head. He screamed at us to look under the floor and we did as he told. I looked underneath and with a surprised gasp I found another face looking into mine.
He had cut the old man apart! He had killed the old fool in his sleep, for he was as cold as stone. So that was the conclusion to this outing, oh, so early in the morning.