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Then it's always. He went toward the light switch, turned it off and running, removed the sneakers and got into bed, plugging below the head and feeling her heart beat somewhat faster than usual. Thedark terrified her. He tried to focus on happy thoughts, her husband kissing by the morning when arrived, his son for a year and a half waking and looking for it; but it was impossible. When sheslept alone, until sleep seize her, only dark fears and terrifying ideas came to his mind. You could only think of hands that all her by the ankles from underneath bed, the closet door opening with asinister Crackle give way to a being's nightmare... His hands gripped the edge of the blankets, I begged to sleep 53ought you soon and awaken, as always, in the room bathed in light.

It meant that hehad spent half an hour when he began to invade that nice laxity, the looseness in your members and your mind that she always identified with the arrival of the dream Savior. But something made thatfeeling disappeared abruptly. He heard a noise under the bed. His heart began beating faster each time; her mouth opened, but could not scream. He thought of a mouse, any small animal that creepingalong the ground and that would disappear at any time. Clung to that idea with despair, to realize with an infinity that the noise could not cause it any vulgar mouse. They were some sinister crackles,followed by a hideous caricature of breath; something like the noise emitted an asthmatic in a crisis, a cavernous and awful gurgling sound. Julia's mind began to escape into the dark regions ofinfinite madness and the horror. What was crawling under your bed, moving ominously in the dark, and that sound of breathing seemed almost human. Anytime a dark claw would emerge from under his bed and herealizes his hand seized by terror, and something monstrous fall on it. Now, now, now! This word was repeated in his head every time faster, while Julia waited the fateful moment, while his heart...