When I was a boy

When I was a boy, I used to have a recurring nightmare where I was in a dark room lit only by a sliver of light that leaked in from beneath the door. It would take me a few moments for my eyes to adjust,

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 at which point I would go from sensing a presence to seeing the silhouette of a shadowy being against the far wall.

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“Who are you?!” I’d cry out. “What do you want?!”