My phone took a photo by itself, and in the picture was a figure behind me.
I woke up to find a strange handprint on the window beside my bed.
I woke up to a cold hand on my face. It wasn't mine.
Walking alone in the forest, I heard a voice whisper my name from the trees.
I opened the basement door. A hand reached out from the darkness and grabbed my ankle.
I woke up to find a handprint on the mirror, but I live alone.
I woke up to find a handprint on the window, but I live on the 13th floor.
The old house creaked. I heard a whisper. Then a cold hand touched my shoulder.
I woke up to find a handprint on the window, but I live on the 15th floor.
One: I woke up in the middle of the night. There was a figure standing at the foot of my bed. Two: When I turned on the light, it disappeared, but I could still feel its eyes on me.
One. I woke up in the middle of the night. There was a figure at the foot of my bed. It vanished when I turned on the light.
I woke up in the middle of the night. There was a shadowy figure at the foot of my bed.