I woke up with the urgent need to pee, reached for the switch on my bedside lamp and with a *click*, nothing happened. I forgot, the bulb burnt out just after I got into bed.
I'll let dad know in the morning.
Now, to the bathroom across the hall, but why was I hesitant? My dad always tells me to turn the lights on before getting out of bed, and leave them on until I'm safely back in bed.
He always says "it's for your own safety". I guess he's concerned I might trip and hurt myself. I'm sure it'll be fine, though, just this once.
The room is lit well enough by the moonlight and I can see just about everything.
I crept out of bed, across the hall, and did my business in the bathroom, with the lights on, of course. I flicked the lights out and went back to my room.
Halfway to my bed I realize there's something there, in my bed. It looks like a woman lying there, eyes closed, wearing white, with skin so pale I can't tell where the clothes end.
Her hair is so dark it blends seemlessly into the shadows around her.
Frozen in fear I stare. Her head turns towards me ever so slightly, while a grin creeps just a little too far across her face.
Her eyes open to reveal two gaping voids where eyeballs should have been.
"I see you" she whispers.
*Click* all the room lights came on, and she was gone. I spun to the source of the sound and there stood my dad.
"Don't forget the lights" he reiterated, staring past me to where she'd been.
"It's for your own safety."