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I started hearing something under the floor of my room at night. At first, I ignored it. Old house… pipes… settling wood… there’s always an explanation if you want one. But it kept happening. Every night. Same place. Right under my bed. --- It wasn’t loud. Just quiet movement. Slow. Careful. Like something was there… but didn’t want to be noticed. --- I started paying attention. One night, I stayed completely still. Just listening. And when everything went quiet… it started aga