Sarah had always loved the solitude of her tiny apartment, nestled on the top floor of an old, creaky building.
Tonight, though, something felt off.
A strange scratching sound was coming from her closet. As she opened the door, her breath caught—glowing eyes stared back at her from the darkness…
a closet in front of her. Apparently she was just sleepwalking again. Just to check, she opened the closet and…