It was around 3 AM.
He didn’t know why he woke up.
No sound.
No dream.
Just… suddenly awake.
The room was dark.
Silent.
Too silent.
He stared at the ceiling.
Trying to go back to sleep.
But something felt wrong.
His body felt heavy.
Very heavy.
He tried to move his hand.
Nothing.
Tried again.
Still nothing.
His chest tightened.
“What…?”
He tried to sit up.
But his body didn’t respond.
Not even a little.
Only his eyes could move.
His breathing got faster.
Panic started rising.
“Move… move…”
But he couldn’t.
Completely frozen.
Then he felt it.
Something in the room.
Not a sound.
Not a movement.
Just… a presence.
His heart started racing.
He slowly moved his eyes.
Toward the corner of the room.
And that’s when he saw it.
A figure.
Standing there.
Tall.
Still.
Watching him.
His breath stopped.
“No…”
He tried to scream.
Nothing came out.
His mouth wouldn’t move.
His body wouldn’t respond.
The figure didn’t move.
Just stood there.
Silent.
Then…
It took a step.
Slow.
Heavy.
Closer to the bed.
His chest felt like it would explode.
“Please… no…”
But no sound.
No movement.
Just fear.
The figure moved again.
Closer.
Now he could see more.
Its face…
Was unclear.
Like something wasn’t right.
Like it didn’t fully exist.
His breathing got faster.
The figure reached the side of the bed.
Standing right next to him.
Looking down.
Watching.
Then slowly…
It leaned closer.
Closer to his face.
So close…
He could feel it.
Cold.
Right next to him.
Then it whispered.
Very softly.
“You’re awake this time.”
His heart stopped.
What?
“This time?”
His mind raced.
Then suddenly—
Everything disappeared.
The figure.
The weight.
The feeling.
All gone.
He gasped.
Sat up instantly.
Sweating.
Breathing heavily.
“Just a dream… just a dream…”
He looked around.
The room was empty.
Normal.
Safe.
He let out a shaky breath.
“It’s over…”
Then his phone buzzed.
He looked at it.
A notification.
Camera app.
From inside his room.
Recorded… seconds ago.
His hands started shaking.
He opened it.
The video played.
Him.
Lying in bed.
Not moving.
Frozen.
Exactly like he felt.
Then—
Something appeared.
Next to the bed.
The same figure.
Standing.
Watching.
Then leaning closer.
And whispering.
The video ended.
Silence.
His heart dropped.
Because now he understood something terrifying:
He wasn’t dreaming.
He was watching it happen.
