“I was in the basement watching TV in the dark while my whole family was upstairs. As I’m chilling there, I hear footsteps coming down the basement stairs, and while I normally can tell which family member it is by the cadence/heaviness of the steps, I didn’t recognize these ones. The footsteps stopped before the bottom of the stairs, so I called out saying, “Oh haha, so scary, I know it’s you”, thinking that it was my brother or someone trying to scare me.
I look back to the TV, and the footsteps start again and I whip my head back to the stairs just in time to see a dark figure go into a side room that has glass doors. It’s pretty much pitch black, so I assumed whoever it was, was standing right behind the glass looking at me. That’s when I started to get scared and so I ran to the lights and flipped them on, only to find the room empty.
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