The Sanctuary

She had been hiding inside the darkness of her little sister's closet for almost an hour now, which for her, seemed like days.

Cold sweat covered her pale face, as she kept her restless eyes wide open, peeking at the tiny crevice of her found sanctuary.

All she remembered was waking up in the middle of the night seeing her little sister in half.

In half. With her insides all exposed for her to see.

The morbid image flashed through her head again as she tried to stop herself from sobbing. The mere thought of seeing what happened to her sister was too much for her to handle - yet still she couldn't afford to get caught.

She didn't know how she got inside the closet's recluse. She could not even fathom who or what was she hiding from.

Her thoughts were cut short as she heard claws dragging its way inside the small room where she was in. The screeching sound sent goosebumps on her sweaty skin as it came nearer.

She took her mobile phone and quickly dialed 911 but was unsuccessful. She tried sending her relatives and friends SMS, asking for help yet there were no response.

Suddenly, the entity stopped from moving as the screeching sound was no more. She sighed in temporal relief, only to be caught offguard by the vibration of an incoming SMS.

At last, she thought, as she started reading the message.

In an instant, she lifelessly dropped her phone, revealing what she just received...

"The closet's too small for the two of us here, don't you think?"