I'm Already Home

There's something waiting inside your house right now and you have no idea.

A man returns home after a long shift, drenched from the storm, exhausted beyond

words. He approaches his front door through sheets of rain, keys trembling in

his cold fingers. But before he can unlock it, the door slowly creaks open on its

own. His breath catches. The rain stops. Complete silence. Inside the doorway,

nothing but impossible darkness that shouldn't exist. He steps closer and sees it,

a hallway stretching too far, shadows consuming everything. At the end stands

a figure, perfectly still, inhuman in its stillness. For one terrible second,