"mister George we cant help you if you don’t tell us what was it "

"I don’t know what was it , I just know that it lives in the dark , I can hear him , I can feel him , please . you have to believe me "

"we can guide you to the nearest therapist and he will help you , we don’t believe in ghost stories mister George"

"I am not lying, I am not crazy ,Come with me to see him "

 "I am sorry mister George we don’t have time for that

George left the police station , he was angry , confused and afraid . "I am not crazy I know what I heard back there" George said to himself as he was walking on the street , The sun started slowly to set and the darkness started to fill the empty roads , soon there was no one but George in the streets , walking lonely in the darkness , George started to walk at a faster pace , As he was running towards his house he could feel them again , he could hear them , George reached his house finally , as he was grabbing his keys out of his pocket he could feel something behind him , he started getting stressed , Opened the door and quickly closed it right after he entered , The first thing that came on George's mind was to turn on all the lights in the house , George brought a knife and held it with his right hand ,

as the hours passed by , George kept falling asleep , It was the sound of silence around him , his house was the only house in the neighbourhood to have all lights switched on , hours passed by with that sound of silence nothing was happening ….

George woke up to the sound of a vase falling down , He started crying and screaming , he entered the room where the vase was broken , His heartbeats were bumping so fast , he could barely breath not because of the vase that fell down and broke but because the kitchen's window was wide open . " I didn’t leave it open , who broke the vase , I am not mad" George was talking to himself , he could hear nothing but silence , As George was glancing over the kitchen , suddenly all the lights cut off , he turned , ran , opened the door of his house and started  running down the dark streets of the neighbourhood , He kept running, He didn’t know his destination he just wanted to be as far away as possible , , while George was running over a crossroad , he could see a car honking at him , Soon all George could see was darkness .

"where am I , what happened " George asking himself while he was glancing around the place he was in

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"You are lucky to be alive , a car hit you while you were running down the streets in the middle of the night , " the nurse replied to him , " why were you running down the streets in the middle of the night ? " she wondered

"w…what i…is the …clock ?"  George asked with a shivering voice , " it is about midday , 12:06 " the nurse replied ,

" why do you seem worried sir , what happened ? "

"You won't understand , he lives in the dark , I can feel him"

"who are you talking about sir ?"

"I don’t know him"

"I see " the nurse sighed " don’t worry sir , you will have all the time you want to discuss that topic with your therapist "

" I am not crazy , you have to believe me "

"I believe you sir "

" you do … ?"

The nurse stood up by the door and asked George if he wanted the lights on , George replied almost instantly "NO.." , the nurse smiled to him and left the lights on and the door open , about half an hour of silence passed , George was still trying to recall what happened yesterday ,

While he was thinking , he felt thirsty and  wanted to drink water , he could feel his dry throat , George called the nurse and she came in his room , " I am thirsty … I want water " , the nurse went to get him a cup of water in the meanwhile a therapist stood by George's room and before he entered the room he knocked on the wide open door

George told him to enter , the therapist came in and sat beside George's bed .

The therapist looked deeply at George and after a while the therapist took out a pen from his pocket ,

"talk to me mister George"

"about what … ?"

"how did you get here , why were you running at the middle of the night in the streets with a knife in your hand ? "

"there was something at my house"

"A thief.. ? , perhaps you could describe him to me "

"No…. it was not a theif "

" ' It ' hmm , was it a wild animal ?"

"No , it was not"

"could you describe me that thing mister George"

"I couldn't see it , I just felt it and heard it "

"Do you think its at your house now mister George "

"No, I can only feel it at night"

"Are you the only one who can hear it and feel it , mister George ?

…..

"Mister George ?"

" I don’t know"

"when did you start feeling it "

The nurse entered the room and put the cup of water infront of George , then she proceeded to leave

"I will give you some time to think alone mister George , you can always call the nurse for help, and she ll immediately come for your help"

"What is the clock ?"

"Its afternoon mister George"

The therapist left George alone at his room, George turned on the television to pass time .

It was 2 am when George woke up to the sound of the door creaking , all he could see was darkness and all he could hear was silence , George started getting anxious and worried , George tried to calm himself down , when he saw something looking at him from the door that just creaked open , George froze from fear , the unknown creature started to approach George slowly , All George could do was nothing , Slowly , The creature touched George's legs , George could feel the coldness of the creature , The creature stared at Georges face

then started eating .