Something Moved While I Slept
Something in this apartment is moving things.
I noticed it the second I walked into the living room this morning. The rug beneath the coffee table has shifted several inches to the left. At first, I tried to convince myself I bumped it accidentally, but the movement doesn’t make sense. It’s been pushed toward the couch, not away from it like it would if I had stepped on the edge.
I can still see the faint outline where it used to sit.
That shouldn’t bother me as much as it does.
But it does.
I honestly feel like I’m losing my mind.
Last night, I fell asleep on the couch with the TV on. I thought I was too terrified to sleep after everything that’s happened these past few nights, but eventually exhaustion won. I remember trying to drown out my thoughts with mindless noise from the television.
When I woke up, the TV was off.
The silence in the apartment felt suffocating.
My phone was gone too.
I searched everywhere for it, turning on every light in the apartment while my heart pounded so hard I could barely think straight. I finally found it sitting on my nightstand in the bedroom.
Plugged in.
Recording.
I never started the app last night.
I know I didn’t.
I’m sitting here now staring at the screen. The timestamp reads 3:12 a.m. again. The red activity line stretches across nearly the entire recording.
There was movement.
There was sound.
And I’m terrified to press play.
But I have to know.
The recording starts with static from the television in the background.
Then slow footsteps.
Not pacing this time.
Circling.
The floorboards creak softly around the couch while I can hear myself breathing heavily in my sleep.
Then a voice whispers near the phone.
“He moved rooms tonight.”
Another voice answers farther away.
“He’s starting to notice.”
A long silence follows.
Then the sound of fabric dragging slowly across the floor.
The rug.
My stomach dropped when I realized what I was hearing.
Then my own voice speaks suddenly, groggy and half asleep.
“Who’s there?”
The footsteps stop instantly.
Complete silence.
Then, very close to the microphone:
“Don’t open your eyes.”
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