In the evening, after a long day at work, I came home tired, hoping to get some sleep and rest.

Gathering Courage

For several minutes, I stood frozen near the entrance.

Part of me wanted to leave immediately and call for help.

Another part told me I was probably imagining things.

After all, old houses make noises.

Pipes shift.

Floors settle.

But deep down, I knew this sounded different.

I slowly picked up my phone and turned on the flashlight.

Every step toward the staircase felt heavier than the last.