Your dad checks under your bed to see if there is anyone there, as you asked him to. And while you were going down the stairs to go to your mother's room, you saw in the living room, in a dark corner, a tall silhouette, all in black clothes, and his skin is very white, like snow. The shadow covers half of his face, but you can see his black eyes. He looks at you silently, with his hands in the pockets of a black hoodie