Night Terrors

A little girl stands alone in a corner of a dark room. She glances fearfully around, although at a glance it seems to be there is no one there. Upon closer inspection, you can see that the shadows are moving. They twist themselves into terrible shapes of demons and monsters. The little girl cowers, holding her tiny hands close to her chest. She cries out, hoping someone will hear her and come to save her. Tears run down her face, tracing tracks through the grime and dirt stained upon her face.

The floorboards creak and moan, and the girl looks up, thinking someone has come. She is right, but not the person she wanted. A figure made of shadow stands before her. It reaches its long arms towards her and she backs as far away as she can. The shadow twists its face into a horrifying smile. The little girl cries out once more as the shadow envelops her. Then there is nothing.

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The old house had never struck the old man as something to be afraid of, but on this night, he heard the screams of a child coming from within. He started, and dialed 911. The police got there within minutes, but it was too late. There was no sign of the child, or the attacker. The house became silent once more.