There, hovering above her bed was a black indiscernible shape. It wasn’t a cloud, it definitely had a shape with defined edges, but I couldn’t tell exactly what sort of shape it was. It for sure, had a head. That head had wild curling hair that twisted and writhed like a mess of snakes.
I felt my heart stop, my breath was gone and my ears rang with an awful indescribable tone. My mind screamed at my body to move, to run to Anna and protect her from this THING, but every muscle refused to obey.
Then it turned its head in my direction. The light from the hallway just barely lit up the terrible countenance that now glared directly at me. My first thought was of Freddy Krueger. This horrible face looked so much like his scarred visage that I couldn’t help but compare.
I don’t know how long we stared at each other, probably merely seconds, but it felt like several slow aching minutes. Then it grinned. A wide, evil looking grin which bared teeth which were surprisingly white and I swear it had fangs. Involuntarily, I shuddered. That seemed to awaken my frozen muscles and I rushed into Anna’s bedroom.
Not having any plan, nor weapon in my hand I was acting on motherly instinct alone. Waving my arms wildly I screamed at the thing above Anna’s bed. I think I was shouting something like “Get away from her you monster!” In my present state of mind I wasn’t sure if I was even saying anything coherent.
It worked though. At least I think it worked. The dark shape faded and disappeared. For a few moments I still felt a heavy curtain of dread, and then just like that, it faded too. With a sigh of relief I scooped up Anna, who was hiding under her covers, and squeezed her tight. She hugged me back, and I felt my heart relaxing to a normal beat.
Then I felt Anna stiffen and a tiny whimper escaped her lips. Anxiously I looked at her face and saw she was staring wide-eyed at something across her room. Looking over, I saw the psychologist, apparently fast asleep, in the armchair we’d put in Anna’s room just for him. I gently removed myself from Anna’s arms and approached his chair.
Now, I’m not a fearful woman by any means. I watch horror movies rich with blood and gore all the time, but when I finally got close enough to see what Anna saw, I couldn’t hold back the scream…