Last night, as I was sitting in my living room watching a little TV before bed, I heard a strange noise.
It was a slow, drawn out, scraping across the hardwood floor.
Confused, I searched for the source of sound; and I found it immediately in my bedroom.
Someone had slipped a small, folded note under the door.
"What the...?".
More curious than anything, I approached the note slowly.
I knelt down cautiously and picked up the strange paper.
On it were only five words, scrawled on in a crude, messy fashion : "Get out. He is coming."
I didn't pause to consider the meaning of the note, however, as I immediately realized there was something very, very wrong with this situation.
The note had come from under the closet door.