The first sound was the door hitting the wall.
It was not the neat little click of someone checking on me, or the creak of an old house settling at night.
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It was a violent crack that tore through the dark and shot me upright before my mind understood my body was already afraid.
The hallway light cut across my bedroom floor, thin and pale, and for one breath I saw only the shape in the doorway.
Then Aaron stepped in.
