Shadow of Darkness

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He was sound asleep. He was dreaming a pleasant dream when suddenly he knew he was in great danger. He snapped awake alertly and looked around the small bedroom of the old, eerie house. Curtains of darkness eclipsed the gleaming moonlight outside his bedroom window; only a small beam of light emitted from the black night. He didn't know how he knew, but he did. Something bad was coming - something terribly evil.

For some reason his eye was drawn to a corner of the room, his window. On the other side of the wall was the dark night, the boundless serenity tinted with unfamiliar trepidation. Instinctively, he knew that something was on the other side of the wall. He watched it walk the length of his bedroom and felt it silently approach. He sat in the bed, hoping, praying that it would go away, that it would not realize he was awake and that he knew it was near.

He felt the shadow turn the corner of his room, and knew, somehow, that it was right outside his full-length window. A light flickered; he saw something that made his heart beat faster - a flashlight shining against the dirty, unpolished glass of his bedroom window. Whoever, whatever it was, was checking to see if his window was closed. He watched intently as the light danced on the windowsill, then flashed over to the lock on the window. It hovered, and he knew that the nameless shadow could see the flimsy lock holding the window. He hoped it would go away.

Suddenly, the light went down to the window's track, trying to see what it was that was blocking the window. He sensed its frustration, anger, and hate. The evil was overpowering, and yet because the shades were down,