Fear. Fear trembled through my body. I switched off the light and ran towards my bed. I may be a "mature" young adult but I was still scared of the dark. I snuggled under my covers and drifted to sleep.

CRASH!

I jolted up and rubbed my eyes and looked at my clock. 2:30am. I took my flashlight out of the drawer next to my bed and set off to find out what caused those noises. I turned on my flashlight and walked down the hallway. My footsteps making the wood creak beneath me. I walked into the living room and saw my lamp fell down. "I'll pick it up in the morning." I groaned tiredly.

I went into the kitchen. I heard noises like something was going through my fridge. I turned to the fridge and saw a couple rats inside going through the food. I felt breathing on my neck and dropped my flashlight.

A deep raspy voice whispered in my ear "I'm going to have fun feasting on your body...Ashley." before I could react to how it knew my name I felt a sudden pain in my stomach. I fell onto the ground and rolled onto my back and died as I stared into the deep dark orbs of my killer.