My husband worked night shifts, and one evening, I heard the front door creak open. I called out, expecting him, but there was only silence. A chill crawled up my spine.<\/p>\n
In the dim light, I saw a figure standing in the living room, back turned. My heart pounded as I whispered, \u201cWho are you?\u201d Slowly, the figure turned\u2026<\/p>\n
It was my husband. Still in his work clothes. Still\u2026 smiling.<\/p>\n
Relief hit me\u2014until I heard footsteps behind me.<\/p>\n
\u201cBabe? Why are you down here in the dark?\u201d<\/p>\n
I froze.<\/p>\n
That was his voice. Behind me.<\/p>\n
My breath caught as I turned slowly. There he was\u2014my husband\u2014standing at the bottom of the stairs, keys in hand, confusion written all over his face.<\/p>\n
I looked back at the man in the living room.<\/p>\n
Gone.<\/p>\n
Nothing but darkness.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo one came in,\u201d my husband said, trying to calm me. \u201cThe door was locked.\u201d<\/p>\n
But I knew what I saw.<\/p>\n
That night, neither of us slept.<\/p>\n
The next morning, we checked the security camera.<\/p>\n
At 2:13 AM, the door opened by itself.<\/p>\n
And someone walked in.<\/p>\n
It looked exactly like my husband\u2026 but his face\u2014when he turned toward the camera\u2014wasn\u2019t human.<\/p>\n
We moved out a week later.<\/p>\n
But sometimes, late at night, I still hear the door creak open.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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