On a weekday night, the weight of school woes hung heavily over Ava’s thoughts. After a dinner that did little to soothe her mind, she sought solace in a bath, hoping to wash away the day’s troubles. The looming pile of homework, however, refused to be washed away.
As the clock neared bedtime, an eerie sensation clung to the air, as though unseen eyes followed Ava’s every move. Though familiar with the sensation, she brushed it aside, chalking it up to a restless imagination.
Tired and worn, Ava crawled into bed, yet rest eluded her. The house settled into darkness as her father turned off the lights and retired for the night. Silence draped the home, and Ava’s eyelids grew heavy.
In the midst of slumber, a sudden jolt yanked her awake, a weight descending upon her. Panic surged as she realized she was alone on the far side of the house. The urgency to call out to her parents swelled within her, but an invisible force clamped down on her throat, stifling her voice.
An unknown presence seemed to assail her, a relentless grip attempting to extract something vital. Desperation coursed through Ava as she struggled, her futile efforts met with unwavering resistance. The intruder’s power was immense, leaving Ava feeling helpless and exposed.
With every ounce of willpower, she mustered one final attempt to scream, and in that moment, the presence dissolved into thin air. The lingering scent of a stranger and the sensation of powerful hands lingered, a haunting reminder of the encounter.
Racing to her mother’s room, Ava recounted the terrifying ordeal. Concerned for her daughter’s well-being, Ava’s mother enlisted the help of two spiritual guides to cleanse the house of any malevolent energies. The room where the incident occurred was forever abandoned, a space tainted by an otherworldly intrusion.