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The alarm clock was the first thing he saw when he woke up. It was 4am.

He felt cold. He realized the sheets were nowhere to be found. Sitting in the bed, he looked around.

Dread overcame him, when his eyes adjusted to the dark, and he could see more and more clearly his white bed sheets in a corner of the room, as if they were covering a Basketball that was suspended in the air.

As his initial "fear" fade away, he felt more awake and more "rational". He looked at it again, straining his eyes to make of details about the "thing".

It was almost silly, in that it resembled to him a somewhat "tradicional" ghost; the ones that are depicted as a white garment floating with two shapes where it "eyes" should be, and that more than to scare, it was used for laughs in cartoons. It all seemed unnatural, as if it was just a Halloween decoration.

The thing wasn't scary at all, but the context made it unnerving for him; that soon changed when it started moving towards him.

At first it wasn't noticeable, but then he saw it slowly grow in size, as he stood there asking himself if it was a dream he was having.

As it slowly approached, it looks to him as if it was "floating", much like a ghost; that was when he fully awoke.

His heart was punding like crazy, and he began to have trouble breathing... he just sat there in the bed, helpless, and the "entity" was just a few feet away.

When it was almost above him, he could see that indeed, it had holes where the eyes should be, and behind the holes were a pair of yellow eyes, that looked at him from above.

That was when he panicked, and he proceeded to turn, face down in his pillow, and cover his face and eyes, intending to awake from that "dream".

After a few seconds that felt like hours, he slowly felt something beginning to touch him lightly, then cover him.... it was the sheet that fell from above him... he didn't move... not a bit; even though he wanted to throw away the sheets and run for the door. He fell asleep, almost instantly.

He awoke at morning, on his back, still covered in his sheets... It was only a dream, he thought.

Felt the cold under the sheets, as it feels in a cold morning, when there's an opening in one side of the sheets. But it was strange, because he had the whole body perfectly wrapped in the sheets, tucked in below his legs and arms, with only his head uncovered.

He realized, then, that the sheets were torn in the middle, providing a way for cold air to infiltrate its cover.

The dread returned when he saw 2 holes cut in perfect circles, at the middle of the sheets.