The Man In the Window//L.H.
_-Flaws-_
Something woke me at precisely midnight that Tuesday night. I'm not sure what it was, until I heard a faint tapping, spanned in a specific rhythm.
Tap.
Tap tap.
Tap.
Tap.
It was growing larger, until I couldn't take it anymore. I wandered to my window, where the noise seemed to be coming from. Pulling back my blinds, I stifled a scream.
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If you wake in the night, someone is most likely watching you. For me, that was true. The man murdered me. Over. And over. And over. At exactly midnight every time.
The challenge? Trying to stop the endless loop.