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My head shoots up from the pillow when I hear the scream.
Sitting upright in bed, eyes wide with fright, I notice the TV.
There’s an old Hammer Horror film on. One of the black and white ones starring Vincent Price.
I put a hand over my pounding heart and exhale in relief. Scared the s**t out of me. I can’t find the remote control on my bedside cabinet, so I check the carpet. No sign. So annoying. Scanning my quilt, I eventually find it buried under one of the folds. I turn off the TV, and the room falls into darkness.
I close my eyes.
There’s a sound of glass smashing. From downstairs.
Clutching the quilt in dread, I listen out for another noise. Maybe Dad is still up. Dropped a glass in the kitchen.
I wait for perhaps a minute before I climb out of bed, grab the cricket bat fr
