Inside the wardrobe
The light sliced through the shadows, revealing what waited. The closet wasn’t empty — something was there, huddled and trembling. For a breathless second, Lilly thought she imagined it, some reflection of her fear bouncing back. But then the faintest movement proved her wrong. A presence was inside, crouched in the shadows, waiting silently. Lilly froze, gripping the flashlight tighter, unable to pull away from the sight.
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