Third person pov She was alone in the house. Completely alone. Her parents had gone to a friend’s place and wouldn’t be back until tomorrow morning. The clock on the wall read 12:00 AM. Midnight. The stillness of the house was heavy, almost oppressive, broken only by the faint hum of the refrigerator and the soft glow of her laptop casting shadows across her bedroom on the second floor.She had been scrolling through Netflix, trying to distract herself from the creeping sense of unease that always settled over the house at night. Outside, the world was silent, the streets empty, the