Watching in the Dark
He woke up and the room was dark, which was fine because that’s the way he had left it when he fell asleep. As he slowly drifted back to the world of the awake, he ran a checklist through his mind of his surroundings. This was his bed, check. This was his dorm room, check. The time was two AM he could see from the glowing dial on the clock on his bedside table, so he hadn’t slept through the morning. The moon shone through the windows and splashed the room with a soft, clear light. When he finally came out of his sleep-induced haze, he figured out what woke him up...
