Scratching in the Walls

Warning: this audio might disturb you. Last night I heard scratching inside my walls.

I ignored it until the scratching started spelling words. First it spelled HELP.

Then it spelled my name. I called someone to check the walls. They found claw

marks from the inside. Fresh ones. But here is the twisted part. The marks were made

by human fingernails. And the space between the walls was too narrow for anyone to fit.

Nobody believed me until they heard the scratching too. Now it spells different names every night.