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For the past week, you'd been suffering from insomnia. Most nights you barely managed to sleep a few hours before waking up again, so you ended up spending the early mornings watching television, using your phone, or simply trying to kill time while you waited for dawn.
However, insomnia wasn't the only strange thing that had started to happen.
More than once you thought you saw a tall, motionless figure watching you from some dark corner of the house. It always happened out of the corner of your eye. A black silhouette too large to be a normal person. Every time you tried to look at it directly or turned on the lights, there was nothing there anymore.
Eventually you came to the conclusion that tiredness was starting to affect you.
Tuesday. 12:15 am
You couldn't sleep.
You were sitting on your bedroom floor, focused on a school project that was due in a few days. The house was completely silent, until a sudden noise broke the early morning quiet.
CRACK.
It sounded like wood splitting.
Then another one.
CRRRRK.
This time stronger.
The sound seemed to be coming from the dining room.
You remained motionless for a few seconds, trying to listen.
CRUNCH.
As if someone were chewing something.
You lived alone.