Awake at 3:17 a.m.

I kept hearing footsteps outside my bedroom every night at exactly 3:17 a.m., slow and careful,

like someone trying not to be noticed. I live alone, so I checked the locks,

the windows, even set up my phone to record. The next morning, the video showed

my door opening slightly… and me standing outside it, staring into my

own room. The footsteps stopped after that—because whatever was watching me finally realized

I was awake.