Sarah had always loved the solitude of her tiny apartment, nestled on the top floor of an old, creaky building.
Tonight, though, something felt off.
A strange scratching sound was coming from her closet. As she opened the door, her breath caught—glowing eyes stared back at her from the darkness…
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And then another pair and then another. The eyes brightened the dark and the sound of wriggling limbs pushing against each other filled the room. The walls began to creak and groan and voices cried out for help “RELEASE US”…
She screamed, closed her eyes tight then while slowly opening them there was…
a closet in front of her. Apparently she was just sleepwalking again. Just to check, she opened the closet and…
