10:23 pm - As I lie fully awake in my bed, I realised I should never have watched that episode. The mere memory of it was enough to make every shadow, every leaf blown against my window-pane, seem like one of them coming to get me.

I knew they weren't real.

I knew it.

Yet just as it had been on the night I had first encountered the Weeping Angels of Blink, I couldn't get the idea out of my head. They were simply characters... right?

No matter. It was only a show. Nothing worth putting any stock in.

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11:14 pm - I kneel before the makeshift shrine I'd created awhile earlier - after checking every corner, window, and shadowy pocket for those menacing red eyes - and bow my head.

"O sweet mother," I whisper prayerfully, "o loving God. O poor Samantha. Please help me to not die tonight." I pause. "And if they do come, please feed my brother to them instead. Thank you."

I sit in silence for a while longer, hoping my prayers weren't for naught.

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12:15 am - I jump as a slight scurrying sound fills the absolute silence, nearly dropping my bagel - which I had stolen from my shrine. Oops. It quiets after about three and a half seconds, but I remain on edge. I light a few more candles and clutch my unicorn Pillow Pet to my chest.

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1:48 am - I scream as I see something move in the shadows. There is no doubt about it.

Something is in my room that shouldn't be.

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2:20 am - "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!! JACKSON!!! DADDY!!! SOMEBODYYY--"

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3:36 am -

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4:18 am -

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5:35 am - "..."

"Nora?..."

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5:40 am - "DAAAAAADD!!!"

"What is it, Jackson? It's so early..."

"Look! Nora's gone! And there's that stuff on the carpet..."

"What? Oh - oh my God -"

"What is it? Daddy, I'm scared. What does it say...?"

"It - it says -"

~fin~

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I hope you enjoyed this! I will be working on typing up the second part, which is the main story. I will also continue to update my other story as regularly as my procrastinative (btdubs that is now a real word) self can manage. Thanks for reading!(☼◡☼)