'Not a soul.' 'If we are to make any use of being invisible, we must start by killing.' 'Killing?' repeated Kemp. 'I'm listening to your plan; but I'm not agreeing. Why killing?' 'The point is this: they know as well as we do that there is an Invisible Man — and that Invisible Man, Kemp, must now start to rule by terror. Yes; I mean it. To rule by terror. He must take a town like your Burdock and put the fear of God into it. He must give orders. He can do that in many ways. And he must kill everybody who disobeys his orders, and everybody who works against him.' 'Really!' said Kemp, no longer listening to Griffin, but to the sound of his front door opening and closing. The Invisible Man had also heard the sound. 'Listen!' he said. 'What is that downstairs?' 'Nothing,' said Kemp; and suddenly he began to speak loud and fast. 'I don't agree to this, Griffin,' he said. 'Understand me, I don't agree to this. Why do you wish to be alone? Why not tell everyone? Think how much better it would be. You might have a million helpers.' The Invisible Man raised his hand. 'There are footsteps coming upstairs,' he said. 'Nonsense,' said Kemp. 'Let me see,' said the Invisible Man, and went to the door and listened. And then things happened very quickly. Suddenly the clothes sat down and opened as the unseen man began to undress. Kemp opened the door. As he opened it, there came sounds of hurrying feet and voices downstairs. With a quick movement Kemp pushed the Invisible Man back, jumped aside, and shut the door behind him. The key was