There was this old woman who lived with her pet dog. Every night she would put the little white dog under her bed, where it slept. Each night it would lick her hand goodnight before falling asleep. One night, she was just about to turn off her radio when a news bulletin spoke of a psychopath that had just broken out off his cell and is on the loose. She went to bed a little nervous. But after getting a reassuring lick, she fell asleep. She woke several minutes later to a dripping sound. She checked the whole house and eventually found where the dripping was coming from. Her dog had been killed and was hanging from the shower curtain, its blood dripping into the drain. She ran back to her room, screaming and looked under the bed. There was nothing there.