If you ever wake up at 3AM… don’t look at the ceiling.
I woke up randomly last night.
3:07AM.
I don’t know why… but I felt it.
Something was wrong.
I almost looked up…
but I remembered what my brother once told me:
“If you wake up and feel watched… don’t look at the ceiling.”
I laughed it off back then.
But last night…
I didn’t laugh.
I kept my eyes on my phone.
Too scared to move.
Then I heard it.
A soft… dragging sound.
Right above me.
Slow.
Careful.
Like something… crawling.