Nolan heard a growl from under his hospital bed, but after a moment the room fell silent once again, with the beep of the heart monitor blended in the background. Nolan wanted to ignore this growl, but his curiosity grew larger as the minutes ticked away. His eyes shifted to his wristwatch settled on the bedside table and sighed in frustration. 11:58 pm. 2 minutes until midnight. Suddenly he heard a loud thump from beside him, causing him to nearly jump off the bed. In a panicked and quick motion, he turned his head to the side and peered into the darkness. At first there appeared to be nothing. Just a chair in the dark corner. But upon further inspection, an odd shape sat on the chair, perhaps the shape of a person. Nolan stared at it with determined yet frightened eyes, and it stared back at him with big ominous eyes. Nolan shook his head and looked away, deciding it must only be a fragment of his imagination. "This is going to be a long night," he says aloud to no one, even though he can't help but feel someone is listening.
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