The door handle to the basement slowly turned, then stopped.

The door handle to the basement slowly turned, then stopped.
The TV screen flashed a blurred face through the static.
Something heavy just shifted in the crawlspace.
Something is whispering the names of everyone I love from the dark hallway.
The dripping water turned into a rushing torrent behind the drywall.
A wet handprint appeared on my bare leg while I was lying in bed.
I heard a light tapping on my door three times.
I found a doll's shoe on the kitchen table. I don't own dolls.
The kitchen feels freezing cold now that the sun has set.
Something is scratching the inside of the fuse box.
Something is standing right behind the curtains.
The temperature dropped so fast the glass display case cracked.
The streetlights turned on, but one is blinking in a heartbeat rhythm.
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Something small just scurried behind the refrigerator.
A bird flew into the glass in broad daylight. It didn't leave a body.
I found a rusty key hidden inside my shoe.
I saw a long hand disappear behind the heavy wardrobe.
The house feels cold, even though the thermostat says 80 degrees.