Alone in the room at night, you look at the clock and it says 3:33. And for that split second the room's empty space feels alive, like a thousand unseen eyes staring at you. You look in the mirror. A feeling like you're not really yourself. You're cold. You're still. And a shiver in the spine, takes your precious world away from you. Just for a second.
You're ok, it was only your imagination... wasn't it?