Jerry watched the attic door intently. He knew something was in there. This was his second night here and he had the sinking suspicion that he was not
alone. He kept hearing noises. The door banged open. Jerry screamed.
Detective Tanner stood over the corpse. He knew he wasn’t alone.
edit on 4-4-2019 by Skid Mark because: (no reason given)
Wow! I know what you're talking about there. Went to some calls many (many) years ago. Will never forget one creep bursting out of a wardrobe.
Scared the crap outta me. Another one was hiding in the roof and some idiot lived under a house. (all homeless of course).
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