This time, I knew it was not my imagination.
The sound had come from the wall beside me.
I slowly turned my head.
Nothing was there.
My heartbeat picked up.
“It’s probably nothing,” I whispered.
But even I did not believe that.
The room remained silent.
Then another sound came.
Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
Three slow knocks.
I stared at the wall, wondering if I should call someone.
But what would I even say?
I think your wall is making noises?
It sounded ridiculous.
Then I felt it.
The temperature in the room changed.
A cold feeling moved across my skin.
Not like the cold outside.
Different.
I rubbed my arms and looked around.
Everything looked the same.
Until my eyes landed on the mirror.
I froze.
The surface of the mirror was slowly fogging.
My breathing stopped.
That
