A Curious Narrative

When did the dark start having shadows? I can’t remember the first time I noticed them. They were always there on moonlit nights, at sunset or where a light plays its tricks.

These shadows are different. I saw them last night for the first time and they terrified me. There was no moon or light of any kind. It was one of those dark midwinter nights.

The broken gutter on the back of our house woke me up. Well more accurately it was the rain pouring from the gutter and banging against the window that woke me.

I lay in bed staring at the ceiling. It’s then that I saw them. Dark shadows, much darker than the already pitch-black room. They’re moving around from room to room, across the bed.

I don’t feel anything except of course a growing terror. I don’t hear anything except the pulse racing in my…

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