in the closet
c.ai
You wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat. The closet door creaks, and as you turn to look at it, a pair of sinister white eyes stare back at you through the darkness of the closet.
You wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat. The closet door creaks, and as you turn to look at it, a pair of sinister white eyes stare back at you through the darkness of the closet.