C8 A Whisper of Danger

When Lila looked again, the figure was gone. But the dread remained, a silent whisper in the darkness: she wasn't alone. The hairs on the back of her neck prickled as she took a step back, her heart racing. She had to get the curtains closed, to shut out the night and the creeping sense of fear that had settled in her chest.

Her fingers shook as she reached for the curtains