A Woman Moves Into Her Childhood Home – What She Finds Terrifies Her

By Shruti

63. Knocking Again

Knock, knock, knock. When Betsy heard the knocking, her heart sank, the sound echoing ominously in the silence of the night. The visitation of that mysterious woman had left an indelible mark of dread. She ran to her window, desperately seeking solace in the moonlight, convinced that the glowing, ivory light would somehow dispel her terror.

As she gazed out toward the treeline, she hoped for a moment of respite. Instead, she was met with the unsettling sight of a deer. Its eyes, dark and beady, stared directly at her from the shadows. It wasn’t the tranquil sight of a forest creature she expected; rather, it was an eerie presence that seemed to bear witness to the enigmatic forces closing in around her.