My closet door slowly creaks open and out slips the monster that has terrorized me for the past week. It slowly crawls on the floor, extending its twisted, broken limbs one at a time. In the twilight, I can make out its naked, pale, translucent body twitching with blood pressure. I think it believes I am asleep as it makes no attempt to silence its labored breathing. I can hear its saliva drip to the floor as it takes ragged deep breaths thick with mucus. It draws near my bed now, and I feel its hand grab onto the mattress as it attempts to pull itself up from the floor.
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