Sometimes that Nix, he looks right into ya. Right into your eyes. Y'know the thing about Nix, he's got... lifeless eyes, black eyes, like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be livin'... until he bites ya. And those black eyes roll over white, and then... oh, then you hear that terrible high-pitch screamin', the carpet turns red, and spite of all the poundin' and the hollerin', they all come in and they... rip you to pieces.