Bump in the Night
He saw it scrolled on the wall in the far corner of the room hidden behind the dresser.
Everyone will tell you the noises in the walls are just the house settling.
DO NOT BELIEVE THEM!
They are as real as you and me, and this house is theirs!
He was planning on spending the week here, would have disregarded the warning had it not been for the bloody, smeared handprint that scraped down the wall.
Without a second thought he opened his phone, canceled his reservation, and left the house as fast as he could.
He did not want to meet the things in the walls. No amount of money was worth the risk.
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