she stands at the foot of your bed silently. Her red eyes peirce the darkness. As your eyes adjust, you can see her outline. She's a silent silhouette. night after night, since you moved into this house, she's been getting bolder. The first night, she was hardly noticeable. She could have easily been just a trick of the eye in the corner of your room, but now, after a week, you know she's here.. waiting.