Malia was trying to sleep but wasn’t as easy as she thought it would be after her bath. She had been so relaxed in the tub for the longest time and then a sense of dread had come over her. It was the weirdest thing, as if she knew that something was lurking just outside in the darkness. It had caused her skin to prickle with goose bumps despite the heat of the water that surrounded her. She had just been about to get out of the tub and call Mason when her father had knocked on her door and the feeling had abated slightly. It was no longer pressing in on her making it hard to breath but was simmering in the background as if it was waiting for something.
Malia had shaken the feeling off while calling to her father that she was in the tub but would be out
