I have a long, dark hallway in my house. Before I go to bed, I always turn off the bathroom light, then the hall light, and then I walk those last few steps to my bedroom in darkness.
Some nights, I feel like something is creeping up behind me from down the hall.
It's ridiculous, I know. I'm a grownup. So, with sensible maturity, I've always ignored the feeling. I never check over my shoulder.
I just hold my breath, slip into the bedroom, and calmly shut the door.
Tonight I sensed something in the hallway again. Except it didn't creep. It ran. I heard the pounding footsteps, the air rushing past its body.
I managed to get into my bedroom and close the door, just before that thing slammed into it from the other side.
I've locked the door, and pushed my dresser in front of it. The window has security bars, so going out that way isn't an option.
I can't call 911, because my phone's still in the bathroom, charging. So far nobody's heard me when I scream out the window.
I'm too scared to sleep, too tired not to. I have to stay awake. I keep shouting "Go away!", and every single time, that thing smashes into my bedroom door again.
My voice is scratchy now from yelling.
I don't really want it to go away. I want it to keep bashing my door all night.
Because, until I think of a better plan, it's better than hearing it run away down the hall, toward my baby's room.