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You know that feeling when you wake up in the middle of the night and something just feels off? That’s how it started for me. It was 2:07 a.m. The house was silent, but it didn’t feel empty. I got up, listened, and heard a small sound—like something moving. I live alone. I checked the house with my phone light. Everything looked normal… until I saw the window in the kitchen was open. I don’t remember leaving it that way. Then I noticed the chair at the table was pulled out. I know I pushed i