The Jones family is contained with the parents, Lorelie and Frank, their three children Pat (13) Oliver (15) and the family's obsession; the month year old baby James. The family lives with Frank's father, Edward Meep Jones. Of course with a couple of dead cats, and a hundred or so house spiders.

Lorelie is tall, skinny and pale and wears long black dresses. Oh, and when I mean long, I mean long. there is not one second that passes by without her tripping on the poor thing. Frank, however, is more elegant. he wears a dark, very dark brown suit with a flap cap on his black gelled hair. Oliver wears a black sweater and naturally has trousers that have been a little ripped at the bottom. And it's quite the mystery of how he gets them. The second eldest child, Pat, wears a black crepe dress with a color, and of course her hair is tied into a very messy bun. The very youngest child, James, is practically a baby. He wears a black overall with a tiny white skull on the back. You should see it, it's adorable!

She walked out of the livingroom and took the baby outside with her. She opened the door which lead to the Jones's cemetery. She looked at Oliver, winked and went.

The Jones family lived in a very big black house, but it was filled with old antiques and painting of the Jones ancestory. Every room, every hallway, every bedroom, every bathroom was filled with minimum of two old paintings.

And poor, poor James. He still wasn't asleep. It is 1 am, and he should have went to sleep an hour ago!

Great, just my luck! Pat and Oliver are fighting. AGAIN!

After a few minutes

Lorelie to her husband, Frank-

Frank agreed. He and Lorelie planned out to get a nanny. The perfect nanny for the children. A nanny to take care of both Oliver and Pat. The two of them rarely agree on things, especially if it has to do with politics.

Lorelie suggested the nanny must be very morbid, to set an example to the children of course. She doesn't want the nanny to frighten the children with her calming and... nice words.

The very next day, the children heard a doorbell ring. The questioned themselves.

WHO COULD IT BE? they thought

OH, MAYBE IT WAS OTTO, pat thought

The children were fighting on their way out, who was going to be the first one to open the door.

They opened the door. Standing in front of them was a tall, strange woman, smiling. She wore a coat, with a matching cloche hat.

The lady made a frown.

"NANNY?!" Pat and Oliver shrieked.

Lorelie welcomed the nanny inside the house.

Pat forced a smile on her face

"Who is she?" the children asked.

Never in their lives have the seen this lady, and now she controls them? Uh-uh, not on Pat's watch.

All of a sudden, everyone who were in their room lifted their chins, and smelled Lorelie's Possession Pie. Even the nanny smelled it, though, she had a different adjective to describe it. Mmm, it smelled of coal, and aging and death.

Oliver knew there was someone above him, reading out every thing the family did. Isn't that right Oliver?

The nanny took a small bite of the black matte pie. She tasted.something gelly, something crunchy, something like-

The nanny was running around, and around the room. Oliver and Pat thought this was fun, so they too started running around. But before they joined, Lorelie gave them both a knife, two big knives.

And sure enough, the fighting began again between Pat and Oliver.

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The nanny tucked in Pat.