Eerie shadows patterned the walls. Still night silence pressed upon the windows.
I became immobile, holding my breath in fearful anticipation.
Rustling and soft shuffling noises came from the hallway.
A pale white arm reached in through the half open door, and groped with knowing fingers.
“Would you like the night light, darling?” asked Mommy.
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