Nightmares...
They're only scary when they seam real.
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Sam couldn't sleep.
Something was nagging at him, from his skin out, telling him something wasn't right.
The clocks chimes echoed through the halls.
12 o'clock.
Sam got up.
He was scared.
He trembled as he got a flashlight and opened the left door. He flashed the light on, peering through the hallway. He ran back to the center of the room, looking back at me.
1 o'clock.
He kept checking the doors. Even through nothing was there, he never stopped running across the room.
2 o'clock.
He's still not stopping. He's getting tenser by the hour.
3 o'clock.
Sam had been at it for three hours, now entering his fourth. He seamed more urgent, his feet picking up the pace.
He stopped at the left door and flashed the light.
Something moved.
He gasped and started flashing the light franticly, hoping that whatever that thing was, would leave him alone.
He ran to the other side of the room and stood there. He flashed the light again.
Something else moved.
He ran to the other door, waiting again.
4 o'clock
Breathing.
Sam slammed the door shut and held it, tears making way down his face.
He was terrified.
What was that?
Why was it here?
Sam slowly opened the door and listened for more breathing. None. He ran to the center of the room and checked me.
Three bear plushies rushed off the bed.
Sam screamed and stumbled back in fright.
5 o'clock.
Sam's breathing quickened has he ran across the room multiple times, closing doors every here and there.
He was almost to 6 AM.
He'd be okay then.
But that's when a blood curdling scream tore across the room.
And it was Sam's.
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