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I woke up at 3:17 AM. My phone was vibrating. No calls. No notifications. Just… vibrating. I checked it. My camera was open. Recording. I KNOW I didn’t open it. So I watched the video. At first—nothing. Just my ceiling. Then the camera… moved. Slowly. Like someone was holding it. My stomach dropped. Because in the video… I was asleep. Facing the wall. But the camera… was behind me. I live alone. Then I saw my closet. It was open. And it started opening wider. Slowly. No