Vee's POV
I'd been sitting at my desk for 2 hours trying to pull together a presentation on halogens and noble gases. I finished after around 3 hours. Was it perfect? No, not at all. Was it at least passing? Maybe. To hell with it. I thought to myself. There's no need to be perfect.
After I'd finished all my homework to the best of my ability, I lied in bed scrolling through The Clock App. Immortality. Snails. Jwayne The Pebble Dohnson. Berries and Cream. It all meshed together after hours of continuous scrolling.
I plugged my phone into its charger and sat it down on the edge of my bed. I stared at the ceiling for a while and then heard something hit the ground outside my door.
Tap tap tap.
It stopped for a minute, and then again, as if on cue,
Tap tap tap.
Like the curious person I am, I stood up and headed on to inspect the source of the sound. Slowly and cautiously, I made my way to my door. Right as I placed my hand on the knob- there it goes again,
Tap tap tap.
It's starting to get annoying.
Tap tap tap
I slowly opened the door and there it was:
A baby doll.
The doll was made of what felt like potato sack. It had 2 button eyes sewn on, one black and one red. It's mouth appeared to be stitches that formed a lopsided smile. The hair was thin, stiff, and falling out.
What the fuck?
This normally would be a major issue but it was midnight, which was late for me, and I was tired. I sat the doll on my dresser, got in my pajamas, and headed off to bed.
Because life is cruel, I woke up. I turned over to check my phone for the time, it was 2:27 am. Annoyed, I got up to use the bathroom.
As I made my way towards the bathroom, I passed the living room. The TV was on, but it was static. It creeped me out so I went to go turn it off. Right as I clicked the power button, it shocked me and the power went out. Shit.
I lack the expertise in electrical stuff, and still had to piss. So I had no choice but to go use the bathroom in the dark.
I continued me walk towards the bathroom, though, now very slowly to avoid hitting anything.
I put my hand on the handle to open the door and i let out a wimpy, but piercing screech. Im gonna spare myself the embarrassment of the exact sound, but it was something along the lines of-
"AHHEEAAHK"
Something had crawled into my hand. And I still had to piss. I used my phone to fling it off and ran into the bathroom.
I used my phone's flashlight to navigate my way around. I wonder why I didn't think of that for my walk in the hallway. My shorts fell to my ankles and I did my business.
I finished up, and walked over to the sink to wash my hands. I turned the knob for the cold water and out came nothing. I tried the warm water, nothing either. I turned my flashlight towards the shower to make my way to check that too, however, i instantly regretted that. I miss 5 seconds ago, when I lived in ignorant bliss.
There it stood, behind the closed white shower curtain. The silhouette of a tall, lanky, spineless figure. It's head to large for it's body, it seemingly having no joints, and sounded viscous from the way it head was hitting the walls due to it's disproportionate head.
With each of it's head lifts and falls there was loud and jarring "thunk...enk."
What the fuck, I uttered below my breath, Am I in hell?
I couldn't move. I wanted to. I wanted to move so badly. Every last ounce of my will wanted to pick up my feet and run, but I couldn't. All I could bring myself to do, was move my eyes. I was technically safe, for a while. It hadn't heard me, and hadn't seen my silhouette either.
I still stood in fear, god only knows how much time had passed. When will it leave? I repeated asked myself. Just then, a loud high-pitched screeching came from under the sink. I finally gathered the strength to move a bit, and turn over to look. Nothing. I looked back over at the shower, it was gone.
