Friday, February 29, 2008
I must have cried myself to sleep, because when I woke not only was I freezing, but the room was completely dark. I drew in a deep breath and held it. There’s no reason to be afraid. There’s nothing hiding in the shadows. No one at all. Malcolm is in the other room. Memories of another time and another place surfaced to haunt me. There was a reason I avoided the dark. He’d come to me once before in the dark. He’d said that when the time was right he’d be back for me.
I prayed now was not the time.
Something moved in the far corner of the room. The closet door creaked as it slowly opened. The eyes that stared out at me weren’t human. Not human at all.