Sylvia walked down the dormitory halls, the quiet of night settling around her. She had stayed at the library a little later than usual, but thankfully, the dorms weren't locked yet—she hadn't missed curfew.
Taking a more silent route back to her room, she moved through the dimly lit corridors. As she approached her door, she suddenly heard a sound.
She stopped.
Her body tensed, and she snapped her head around.
"Who's there?" she demanded. "Show yourself."
A cold chill crawled over her skin. The once familiar halls now felt narrower, as if something unseen was pressing in on her.
And yet, when she turned again, there was no one.
She hugged the book in her arms, forcing herself to move forward.
I must be losing it…
Shaking her head, she reached her door and unlocked it. The room was dark as she stepped inside. She sighed and quietly placed her book down before turning on the light—
—only for a voice to greet her.