I might delete this later:
It is an alien feeling to be sitting on your bed in the middle of the night surrounded by darkness and uncertain of what woke you up.
As the house settles in the blackness of the night, and the chilling temperature of the shadows extend beyond the dark corners as they take over the whole place, all your senses sharpen sensing something wrong. In the darkness, even breathing and the softest whisper echoes and resonates akin to shouting.
Once one has gained enough certainty that nothing will jump out of the shadows, and the courage has replaced the sense of dread, that is when one might jump out of paralysis and start moving. Lowering first your feet and expecting the cold hard floor so close to the unknown void under the bed. It feels like a hand will shoot from underneath and pull you from the ankles. Or perhaps sharp teeth will sink into your calf whilst long claws tear at skin pulling your feet and tripping you.
Having the scenarios running havoc in the mind, one momentarily forgets about the uncertainty of not knowing what woke you up. At least until a knock makes itself known.
Frozen once again facing the closed door, it takes a moment to build again the courage to open it. Deep breaths to stealth yourself and a forceful yank to surprise anyone hiding behind!
Taking your first step sounds to you as if you were wearing heavy boots. Despite having your socks on it feels as loud as bashing rocks together.
It is then that one is hit with the realisation that they never clocked into grabbing a weapon. Having a quick look around for anything relatively solid, sharp or pointed leaves you with the realisation that they are all in the kitchen far away.
Stretching as far as you can to have a peak downstairs to assess if the stairs are clear, leaves you unbalanced and almost falling before you stomp a foot down for balance. Instant regret.
Breaking the silence with a noise that resembles a bomb, you freeze again holding your breath covering your mouth and nose as it trying to muffle the noise. Realising it makes it worse you resort again to deep breaths to calm down.
The stillness of the night is then broken by a loud noise downstairs followed by loud steps moving your way and up the stairs. Crouching into the gap between a table and a bookshelf give you enough cover.
Everything feels brighter now that the adrenalin is pumping rushing through your body.
You are suddenly the mightiest creature in the universe and jump out without thinking whether or not it’s the right choice only to come face-to-face with…
Your dog excited because he got the leftovers from the counter.
