If you think there’s Something under your bed, you’re right. If you thought you heard a sound from the basement, you did.
It was me and I am ᵍᵒᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ ʸᵒᵘ
It’s night. You pull your collar up against the chill breeze of early spring. The air is filled with the fragrant scent of blooming dogwood trees. Despite being in a hurry, distracted by the many clamors and small terrors of your day, you take a moment to peer up at the stars. You feel connected then, with all of your ancestors that came before you. They looked at these same stars. You see a message spelled out for you, a message they too surely saw:
ᶠ ᵘ ᶜ ᵏ ʸ ᵒ ᵘ
this is really fun for me because not being able to scream is the absolute #1 nightmare I've had my entire life. it's the oldest nightmare I can remember, and it's the only one that still causes my body to shake enough to wake up my wife 20 years on
Is there Something... at the bottom of the stairs? Something behind you right now?
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