Glow
Knock
Knock
Silence
Knock
Knock
Creak of a door
Knock
Knock
I flutter my eyes open a touch to see my bedroom door has creaked open softly.
Knock
Knock
Silence
Knock
Knock
What keeps knocking at the door. I had to be facing my door already.
Knock
Knock
here it is again. I don’t see anything at my door so why would anyone be doing it in the middle of the night.
Two red orbs glow at the small crack of the door.
“Honey I’m home.” My wife calls up and turns the light on, revealing two bloody red eyes at the door of our room.
