I sat bolt upright in bed, heart thumping, breath gasping, straining to see into the darkness in the direction of the voice.
Had it just been a bad dream? It had been such a terrifying phrase! I listened again, shaking.
Silence… Heat… The whirl of the ceiling fan…
And then suddenly, there it was again: a horrid, deep, rasp right outside my window. “I AM COMING FOR YOU,” it [...Read More!]