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“What’s going on?” I ask Nolan, sitting up and rubbing my eyes after he abruptly sits up on the bed, jolting me out of sleep in the process.
“Someone’s here,” he softly says before quietly getting off the bed. “What do you mean? What did you hear?” I ask, also taking a whispering tone as an unsettling feeling washes over me. I follow him as he sneaks up to the blinds that divide the bedroom from the rest of the apartment but he signals for me to go back and I do, my heartbeat now speeding up. I'm not sure if what’s scaring me more is the fact that I can’t feel or hear anything.
We didn’t turn on the lights but it’s not dark because the outside lights are on and their light also brightens our apartment. Nolan and I hate them since we don’t even need them, but
