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The house was enveloped in an eerie silence, which led to shadows gathering in the corners. Finally, lonely. I settled on the couch as the flickering light from Netflix dancing on the wall settled on the wall. Crunching popcorn on my hands left the buttery scent free, mixed with the smell of fresh rain that hit the window pane. It was an ideal night. I leaned down and wrapped the warmth of the room around me.

Then it's dull. I released it as wind, but even when I tried to convince myself, the doubts remained. Another thick - this time it's big and close. My mind started to run and I stuffed the remote closer. I laughed. "Calm down," I muttered. However, the silence felt melancholy and almost choked. I opened the door carefully. The corridor stretched into the darkness, and the shadows twisted and changed. I saw the movement and then he disappeared. Panic took me. I bump into the door and my heart beats like a captured bird.

"Mom?" Please silence. "Daddy?" There is no answer. I reached for my phone: it was cold and responsive. I chose voicemail. Friends - There is no answer. My battery flashed a threatening red. He's dead. My breath was flat. The home, once sanctuary, now feels like a cage. My gaze fell on the baseball bat. It leans against the Caterstack from the summer camp, a symbol of hope. I conquered the rough trees that veiled me against the rising flood of fear. But the real storm was dark, tough and overwhelming. As I was standing at the door, all the breaths were ganged and I saw myself before the choice - a hiding place or faced. I decided to stand up. The door creaked and the wind bit my face. The street was right in front of me, and the moonlight sparkled in the puddles. Only silence, silver shadow.

Washed over me - simple and fragile. Just a terror.

thud.

I turned around. The TV flickered on the screen and performed a static dance. Like a forgotten memory that whispered, distorted, weak, trying to overcome it again. A curve of a shadow distorted by light. Then I saw it in a reflection. dark. Nevertheless. Not me.

The light has gone out. The house was swallowed up by emptiness. Cold fingers hit my shoulder.

A scream echoed throughout the night. But beyond the darkness, different voices whispered, narrow, breathless, chilly: "You shouldn't have opened the door."