Inheritance

Raindrops pelted against the glass followed by a flash of lightning and a roar of thunder. It was the kind of weather that would make some afraid to even think of sleeping, let alone leave the television on. Eliseo was different; he slept through the storm. Not even the cat rubbing against his legs could wake him. The couch, although relatively new, creaked under his weight as he rolled over. He scratched his chin. The flash of lightning lit up the room and brought a frown to his face. He covered his eyes at another roar of thunder. The loud ringing of the telephone jolted him from sleep.

Sitting up, he turned his attention to the television screen. Static greeted him. No sound came from the device. Maybe it was unwise to leave it turned on during this weather. The loud chiming came from the phone and continued as if the person on the other end was growing impatient. He yawned and grabbed the phone while noticing glowing eyes under the loveseat disappearing. He laughed. Appar