Ved Vyas The dream that had just reached my eyelids vanished when I heard a peculiar noise at 12 a.m., while everyone else was deep sleeping. When the vase near me tumbled over, I couldn't tell whose voice it was. I became terrified and asked, Who's there? in a terrified tone. However, I did not receive a response. On my brow, a cold sweat was building. In that huge, opulent home, no one was there to assist me. Mom and Dad were in town for a wedding. This was the first time I'd ever been in a scenario like this.