Eyes in the Dark

Ever felt eyes on you in an empty room? Last night, I did.

I woke to a cold stare from the hallway. Two glowing green eyes fixed on me. I blinked,

clearing the sleep from my eyes. Still there. Unblinking. Unmoving.

Then, a soft purr. From *my bed*. My cat, Mittens,

was curled up, fast asleep beside me. Slowly, I turned back to

the hall. The eyes were gone. But the air felt impossibly cold. And I swore I heard

a faint, rasping breath. What was watching me? What *is* still

here?