Have you ever experienced being completely terrified? When you want to scream, but nothing will come out? When you want to run, but every muscle in your body has locked up? When each second that passes lasts a century? When you're so truly petrified you would rather just pass out and save yourself from the horrors that were sure to come?
If you haven't, consider yourself lucky. If you have, maybe you can understand the constant state I've been in since the day I moved to my new house. Something has been stalking me. Slowly. Inching closer and closer every night, preparing to unleash its horror upon me.
But I won't let it. Tonight is the night I end it. Tonight is the night I condemn that cursed demon to Hell.
But for now, let me rewind to the beginning of my story.
It all started a month ago.