Part 2 introduces Nanny Comfort and she will tell you of the strange goings on in Demon Seed's house.

When I first saw the house, it seemed shrouded in gloom,
When I entered the door, I felt impending doom.
I am Nanny Comfort and when I met the children to be in my care,
I found them to be beautiful, but dour, with blank stares.
The eldest could give a look that could cut into you,
She gave silent commands to the others, instructing them what to do.
When the eldest, Demon Seed, smiled it was a smirk,
Her air conveyed that she found me to be a jerk.
It was told, that the last Nanny had just disappeared into the night,
No one ever heard from her again, or knew her plight.
The Nanny had left a brief note, written in childish scrawl,
Saying that she was called away on urgent business, that was all.
Little Demon Child, you do not fool me,
Although you fool all others, your evilness I see.
You daily abuse your sisters, knowing just where to hit,
You choose hidden places, where marks don't show a bit.
You always speak politely, but I hear the cruel undertow,
You are an over steamed teakettle, always ready to blow!
Yesterday, little Susie, displeased you and came tumbling down the stairs,
You called her a clumsy child and warned her to take more care.
Susie broke her arm and was lucky that she didn't die,
You ran to her aid, in high drama mode, as crocodile tears you did cry.
You saw me watching and had a brief smile amid the tears,
Your Mom and Dad, bought the act, just like they've done for years.
But I shall catch you Evil One, for I have a plan,
You think thay you are so clever, but you are putty in my hand.
I have hidden secret cameras, they are all seeing eyes,
They will capture the truth and reveal your lies.
So far, the footage, caught you terrifying your sisters with a knife,
You were ranting and raving, threatening their life.
Other footage, caught you acting out the last Nanny's demise,
How you clubbed her to death, hid the body and it is now a feast for flies.
Ah yes, My Sweet, you would scare the pants off of horror writer, Stephen King,
But soon your day of reckoning will dawn and justice's bell will ring.

MUSIC: Halloween