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pitch black ... like ink ... or drowning in oil only she could breathe barely ... heart thrumming in her ears like tympani it was all she could hear thankfully ... she had awakened from dreaming a good dream, too (though it was now gone from memory) laying on her left side she had first felt the awful cold not just a chill but a horrid freezing as if it was mid-winter and all the windows were open but it was early July ... her back to the bedroom door she had rolled over slowly, eyes closed though she could tell through closed lids that the hall light was on sensing that her mother was checking on her she parted her lids very slightly and froze in terror ... as a gigantic black figure hulked in the doorway icy cold waves of air emanating from it in all directions as if it was made of ice perhaps she was still dreaming, she'd thought and so cracked her lids a bit more only to see two rows of needle-like teeth about where a mouth should be but no eyes ... no ANYthing else but blackness and that horrid, bone-chilling cold breath. for a while she'd stayed motionless feigning sleep but when it didn't move she'd resolved to make a plan and stick to it so she counted to three in her head quickly jumped out of bed on the other side and RAN to the closet ... slamming the door and tying it shut with a belt from the knob to the closet pole. that was almost an hour ago, counting in her head and all that time, silence ... utter, dead silence ... and that horrid freezing cold. there was not a bit of light in the closet so no matter how long she'd been there it was like ink and the darkness and cold and awful silence pressed in on her with weight unbearable heart beating louder ... breath getting shallower and horrific images of those teeth dancing in her mind. then, just when it seemed like the silence would drive her insane a sound came ... a dry, sinister, rhythmic scraping sound ... like claws of ice on a chalkboard but louder and growing MORE so by the second as it crawled steadily across her bedroom floor toward the closet ... where she waited, terrified inside.
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