A quiet night. Nothing but the air from the ventilation making a noise. When a phone rings, ominous and eery.

You turn in your bed and grab the phone, answering and bringing it to your ear.

“How peaceful you look when you sleep,” A voice on the other end says, and someone BURSTS through your closet door. You scream, jumping out of bed when a hand snakes out and grabs your arm, pulling you against a solid and black clothed chest.

“Not so fast.” A voice behind you says, laughing.