Scaramouche
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    Cold, night air nipped at your skin as you stepped out into the hallway. You were a light sleeper, awoken by a noise during the dark night that sent chills up your spine.

    You lived alone.

    There shouldn’t be anything here.

    And yet, there was.

    At the end of your hallway, someone.. something stood, your vision blurred at the sight of it.

    He turned to face you, their eyes dull and dark. It hummed at the sight of you, and slowly crept closer.

    The floorboards groaned. Warning you? Who knew.