It was midnight on a cold autumn night, it was dreadfully quiet in the house, since knowing that a serial killer is on the loss in town that has already taken out a couple individuals, even people going missing. Nonetheless on the edge of falling asleep in the pure darkness of the bedroom, unexpectedly a strange noise can be heard in the closed closet. Mostly sounding like quiet breathing or possibly mumbling, yet seemingly a sharp item was scratching the walls in the small closet now.