You don't know when or where it will show up, but trust me, it will come.
You can't run from it.
You can't hide from it.
It knows where you are...always.
It could be near, it could be far off.
It could take minutes to get here, maybe hours or even days, or years.
Just know that it will come for you eventually.
When it finds you... wait... what was that?
That creaking from your closet door.
Was it the wind? No, impossible. The windows are shut and there is no draft.
Was it your cat? She's asleep next to you.
Ah, it's just the door being loose on its hinges. Nothing to worry about, right?
Oh wait, did you lock the front door? The back door?
Of course, you did, you are a smart one, aren't you.
There is no reason to panic, or is there?
What if it was already inside the house when you locked up?
What about that one dark room that you just couldn't bear yourself to enter?
Or what about the scratches that come from your door at night.
Probably just your imagination, w