There it was, that horrid sound...691Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcDlQCYKzXI
Jonathan slowly raised from his bed, slumping into a sitting position. His shoulders tense, and arms wrapped firmly fixed around him. He could feel beads of sweat beginning to form at his temples.691Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJr2Snvg8HK
The sound would scratch from the insides of his walls, it's sound getting louder and louder, and Jonathan's breath falling deeper and quicker.691Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaEeU5kAFS8
But no, not tonight did Jonathan hear the sound from his walls, but...691Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwppnyeTzKo
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Jonathan gripped at his sheets, trembling vigorously. The slight shuffling noise it made along the carpet could send shivers down anyone's spine. But then, all was silent. The sound had become completely inaudible under Jonathon's duvet crinkling, as he leaned over toward his phone to check the time. 2:56am. Almost the devil's hour.691Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRHjA3JEpej
All was silent... Too silent.
Without any thought, Jonathan whipped around and flicked on his lamp. His widened eyes scanned the room carefully. Everything seemed to be okay, until his breath hitched, as his eyes laid onto the creature twitching in front of him.
Though a small statured creature, Jonathan wasn't going to let that fool him. It's beady, soulless eyes stared right into his. It was covered head to paw in matted brown fur, and had a tail long and thin like yarn. It was disgusting, born from the depths of hell. Jonathan thought of nothing but to flee in terror, as the fearsome creature scurried away as fast as him...
It was a mouse.
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