I Will Not Open My Eyes

I wake up and stare at the clock; my heartbeat is ridiculous. Am I having a heart attack or is there really someone here? Noting the time, I cringe. Midnight on All Hallows Eve. Anything can happen, and I am helpless to stop it. The air is ominous, shadows creep closer and peer at me. I flip my eyes tightly shut, hoping to be left alone this time. There is no escape, my hair is touched and my forehead. I refuse to look; my heartbeat is a rapid drumbeat now. They are back, my internal voice observes; I try to shush her. She will not be quieted. A finger teases up my spine; scaring me. I will not open my eyes; I cannot open my eyes. Terrified, I open my eyes and note the clock watching me.