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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.