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I never meant to find that box in my grandmother's attic. It was just sitting there, covered in dust, with my name scratched into the lid. Inside were dozens of photos of me sleeping - all taken through my bedroom window. That's when I realized why she always insisted I keep my curtains open.

Every night at 302 the scratching starts behind my bedroom wall always the same spot always three scratches then silence then three more I tried moving my bed but now it's coming from the ceiling right above my pillow getting louder closer tonight I swear I saw fingers.

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Rule number three: If you see a passenger wearing a red scarf in the rearview mirror, but not through your windshield, continue driving normally. Don't acknowledge them, don't speak to them, and most importantly, don't stop until you cross Canal Street.

Mark Stevens thought his pet python Luna was different. For three years, she would curl around his neck while he watched TV, gentle as a kitten. That was until one night, when Mark fell asleep on the couch. Luna began measuring her owner.

Late at night, the phone rang and a voice whispered my full name. I hung up, shaking, only to hear the same voice coming from the baby monitor in the next room. I live alone, and I realized someone had been watching me through the window for weeks.

Perhaps the silence in your room isn’t empty at all, but a vessel for something ancient and starving that feeds on your focus. It begins as a faint buzzing, a sound like paper tearing beneath your floorboards, getting louder with every heartbeat. Now, it is simply waiting for you.

Sarah was studying in her bedroom when she heard footsteps in the attic above. She froze, remembering she was alone tonight. The footsteps stopped directly over her head, and then she heard a child's giggle. But her little brother had moved away last summer.