The air felt heavier when she woke up, like something had settled overnight and she'd interrupted its arrival. Though she couldn't move much she was able to look around still, not noticing anything different until she glanced up at the ceiling again and saw a trail of footprints beginning to make their way from the doorway towards her unmovable body.
They came to a stop right above her and she got the distinct feeling that she was being watched by something tall enough to be inches away from her face. It felt like a lifetime had passed before the footprints turned around and moved towards the doorway again.
The door opened and as it closed the air went back to its normal, if slightly stale state. The weight lifted from her body and she was able to roll out of bed, wondering where the footprints had gone to and dreading what might happen to her now that she was mobile again.
As she stepped into the hallway she could already tell where it was by how the air around that room felt odd.
Muffled screams met her ears and she silently crept back to her own bed, not wanting to be next.
Whatever had happened would have to wait until morning.
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