One night, a young girl was lying in bed, just on the verge of falling asleep, when she heard her mother calling her name from the kitchen.
She went downstairs to see what her mother wanted, but as she was passing by the cupboard under the stairs,
the door opened and a hand reached out and dragged her in.
It was her mother, hiding in the cupboard. “Dont go into the kitchen,”
whispered her mother. “I heard it calling my name too.”
