It Is Night Night. For now it is the Night. Most people shy away from the dark blanket that is Night. The eerie silence. The only sound is that of the wind, and footsteps. Are they your own? Are they belonged to others? As you stumble upon a shelter from the night, you begin to close up but the Night thinks otherwise. It's sharp cold fingers reach for you as you try to shy away like the rest. It screams and bangs on your windows, shrieking: LET ME IN!!!" It teases you, it taunts you. You curl up into a corner, hoping that the Night won't shatter your windows, break down the door.
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