“I'm worried about myself," Nick said.
“M-YM you should be." I ma nim. “Can't we turn on mma lignm"
Sometime! it'l hlrd tn (III when I lrinnd il joking. But Nick hid sounded truly
nervous when he asked me to come overthis afternoon, so I decided to take him
“I‘ve been havlng dark Inougnzs lately.”
"Everyone has dark thºughts."
“Not like these. They're sick, man. I don’t know where they come «um."
“No, I don‘t watch (hose. am I've... I've also been having Inese crazy dreams.
RuIIy vivid, Like, apocalyptic. with demon! md naum. I'm .:qu (o um:,"
“You have been looking kind onesned out lately," I admitted. “Maybe see a
”Because (here’s more to it. That’s why I called. I need you to tell me inou see it,
Nick mod up and walked m his window, where the sun glowed lainﬂy behind
cheap Venetian blinds. He pointed :: the ﬂoor.
“Watch that spot. Right there.”
“Just watch. Please."
The carpe: looked normal, not even a stain. Then I heard Nick take a deep breath,
IoIIowed by me clacklng blind: as he pulled me cord lo expose the sunlight.
"Jesus!" I cried, yanking my IeeI onme ground as a dark shape came slimenng
lorward. n disappeared dlrectly under the couch where l m.
“Oh god “ Nick moaned. “You saw it."
Impossible. Was that really your...?"
“Yeah." he nodded miuubly. ”I’ve heard ol being afraid ufyour own snsduw. but
why is mine scared ohne? Whal does it known