Twinkle Twinkle

From his hiding place in the closet, Sam could see the torn black jeans and the long black leather jacket, as the creature walked into the room. It walked round the room searching for him, and then it walked out of the room, closing the door behind it.

Sam, sighed as he held unto the flashlight that Evelyn had left with him. Beside him in the closet, he suddenly heard a voice sing.

“Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are.”

With shaky hands, Sam turned on the flashlight and cast its beam to his side. The beam rested on the creature’s face as it sat next to him. It smiled; a disfigured face with a set of discolored teeth.

“Puff,” the creature said and the flashlight went off. Sam’s scream was the last thing that was heard.



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