It had been a short day but you were happy to be home. You open the door and step inside, unaware that you are being stalked. You walk upstairs to your bedroom and find that your dragon isn't there. You began wonder what had happened to the toy until you hear something behind you. You turn around quickly to find absolutely nothing behind you. "I must be hearing things." You said aloud. You had always listened to music a little too loud and it was probably beginning to wear on your hearing. You sit on your bed and close your eyes. You are filled with terror when you feel a cold hand on your shoulder. You open your eyes and look behind you, once again there is nothing there. At this point you are confused and a little bit scared. You don't figure on playing games anymore. You go to your closet and get out your baseball bat. It's made of aluminum and its fairly heavy considering its a little-league bat. "The next person that decides to mess with me is getting hit out of the park!" You say to your almost empty room. You feel someone or something breathing down your neck. "BATTER UP!" You scream as you turn around and swing at the empty space. Now you are completely terrified. You try to remain calm and your hand brushes over your belt, something hard is there and you remember what it is and relax a little. Your bedroom is fairly small and you walk out and head toward your living room. Your living room is wide open and with no places to hide. "Try to get me now." You taunt.
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