Scene Description

I sit up and reach for my afghan at the end of the bed. I see movement at the far side of my room. I stare into the darkness trying to see what it is. Something moves across the room and stops a few feet from the end of my bed. I say it''s something because it is more of a black blob then anything in particular. A chill runs down my back and the hair on my arms stand up. "Who''s there, who''s there?"