“But I don’t want to go to bed, the man with no eyes is waiting for me in the closet!” cried Scarlett, tugging onto her mother’s arm.

“Now don’t be silly, there isn’t any man!” her mother laughed, sighing at her daughter. Scarlett swallowed, peeking around the corner of her bedroom. It seemed normal but there was something definitely off, an unsettling feeling. Yesterday, after Scarlett’s mother tucked her into bed and left, her closet quietly creaked open. There was a man, with no eyes stood there with a smile impossibly hard to recreate. He had no eyes, but it felt like he was watching Scarlett’s every moves. “MUMMY!” she screamed in horror, hugging her stuffed animal tightly against her chest. Soon enough, her mother entered and it seemed normal again. Her closet was shut and there was no man with no eyes. Her mother thought she was being silly and left and there has been no trace since.

“Are you going to go to sleep?” said her mother, firmly. “I’m not waiting here for ages.”

Scarlett looked back at her mother, eyes twitching, she was exhausted. “Do I have to?” she questioned, worried.

“Yes, now goodnight!” she spoke, giving a gentle push to Scarlett. She left.

Scarlett was now stood inside her bedroom, she stared at her closet carefully. She scanned her surroundings, nope it all looked normal, nothing out of the ordinary.

“Don’t fall alsleep. Don’t fall alsleep. Don’t fall alsleep,” whispered a voice in her head, repeating those strange words over and over again. Scarlett got into bed and she felt very sleepy.

“DON’T FALL ALSLEEP.” screamed a voice in her head. She couldn’t help it, she fell alsleep. She was exhausted and delusional.

It was midnight. “Wake up!” exclaimed a cheerful voice which sounded like her mother.

She blinked her eyes open. It wasn’t her mother. It was the man with no eyes, staring back at her with a blood-curling smile.