*Author's Note*
"Have you ever felt that strange unexplainable presence in your life, that bloodcurdling, yet miraculous experience? Were you ever afraid to be alone, to be in the dark? Were you ever afraid to turn around?"
Knock Knock Knock
Round and round the clock
3 o’clock
2 o’clock
Time began to spin
The air was growing thin
A breeze went through my skin
"W-We-Well, officer it was about 3 o’clock when I first woke up, for the air felt so br-br-brisk. I thought there surely must be something wrong with the th-thermostat, considering this I would've hassled Don, my husband, however he, he was at a business trip in Georgia for the next few days. S-So instead I got up and out of bed to check on the thermostat. First in th, the kitchen I wandered around for the light, b-but instead I switched the patio light on. And that was the first sighting... A dark silhouette stood in the window watching me almost as if it were a s-statue, I rubbed my eyes and it came closer, again I blinked and it continued closer to the window. It was a pattern almost as if it didn't exist when I was watching it. Afraid I fled and didn't c-come back until day break. I was sure I had overreacted and that it was some misunderstanding, so I proceeded to sleep in my bed last night. At 2 o’clock I woke again and it was that very moment when the sound of glass smashing into the ground c-came from the k-kitchen and in the doorway stood the same silhouette in my doorway, so I blinked and it was in front of my bed reaching out towards me, so I switched the l-lights on and it was gone."
I thought in my head. "There's absolutely no way this is true, this woman is crazy!"
"Sally I'm sure whatever it's you saw isn't there anymore. Perhaps I can give a psychiatrist a call for you, or perhaps your husband?"
"No r-really officer it's true!"
"Sally I'm truly am sorry, but I just don't have time for this."
"W-Wait, Wait! Officer!"
I left.
It was the night of that day, when I was woken around 1:30 getting a call from the station.
"Roger, we got calls from pedestrians in Meadow Brook; they claim to be hearing screams from their neighbor’s house. Do you think you could check it out?"
"Fine." I acknowledged in an unenthusiastic manner.
I soon arrived in Meadow Brook slowly patrolling the streets. Finely arriving at Sally's house I slowly approached the door. Nothing seemed suspicious at all. I knocked and knocked, but no sound.
"Mam, open the door." I shouted.
No response. So finally I broke the door. I drew my side arm filled with innocent fear.
"We have a code alpha in progress, suspect is at large, possible kidnapping, possible homicide. All available units respond."
I followed the trail of blood, out to a patio. No body in sight and nothing but blood.
Finally other agents from FBI with other organizations arrived and took over the scene.
The next night I woke up at 3 o’clock, as the phone beside by bed goes off again. I pick it up.
"Roger?"
"Yes?" I answered in a suspicious manner, for the female was calling in the middle of the night.
"It's Sally"
"Sally?!? I thought you were dead!"
"Well Roger, I am dead."
"Then who is it?" My heart racing.
"I am."
"You are who!?"
"I am. Something quite questionable indeed, I'm real, but I'm not real you see?"
And silence. I sat their in my bed, as the air around me grew brisk.
