*There it was again.. I wonder…*
My room was at the end of the hallway, right next to the kitchen.
I usually barricaded myself in there early every night.
I liked to just sit in my underwear and grab my favorite book before sleeping.
Turned on my IKEA bed lamp, took my biggest pillow and place it behind my back against the wall.
Besides the bedlamp, I could only see the moonlight through my window.
And the light from the keyhole passing through my door.
It sometimes flickered when my roommate passed by and into the kitchen.
I never really thought much of it.
But the last couple of nights, the light would disappear for a couple of minutes and then reappear.
At first I thought my roommate just went to bed and shut off the light, maybe forgot to brush or something.
But it didn’t turn off for at least an hour after reappearing, and it had been going on for a couple of nights.
I began to wonder.
*Could it be?*
*Nah*
But the thought never left my mind.
Tonight was no difference.