kitten25098
December 24th, xxxx
23:30
"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." I mutter to myself. I glance past the edge of the couch I am hiding behind. I can't see anything. It's just black, a dark nothingness. It's so empty, I can feel myself being swallowed up by it. Then I see it, a sudden movement by the hallway. It is so small I almost missed it. There in the hall is a Jack-in-a-box. A child's toy. Harmless. I knew otherwise. I knew that if I wanted to survive the night, I would have to stay far away from the plaything.