Night Terrors

"I started sleeping with the flashlight next to my pillow where no one could touch it without me, hopefully, noticing. I liked the comfort of having it within reach. Especially when a chorus of scrapes woke me up a week later. It sounded like a dog scrambling across slick ice—chaotic and desperate. The noises ended with a solid thud. I grabbed the flashlight, not even realizing it had been turned off again, and flashed it around."

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