Every night at exactly 2:13 AM, my cat would wake up and stare at the same corner of my bedroom.
Not move.
Not blink.

Just stare.
Last night, I finally checked what he was looking at.
Nothing was there.
But when I turned back toward my bed…
my cat was no longer looking at the corner.
He was staring directly behind me.
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I slowly turned around.
Nothing.
But my cat suddenly puffed up and started hissing at the closet.
Then came a soft knock from inside it.
One knock.
Then another.
I grabbed the handle with shaking hands and pulled the door open.
The closet was empty.
Except for one thing.
Written across the back wall in fresh scratches were the words:
“DON’T LOOK UNDER THE BED.”
That’s when my cat bolted from the room.
And something underneath my bed laughed.
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