I got home and my boyfriend was asleep. I went to the bathroom and was horrified to see him there taking a shower. Panicked, I shouted, “There’s someone in our room!”
He turned pale and told me to run to the car, lock it and call 911.
Later that day, I was horrified to discover the police didn’t find anyone inside the house. No signs of forced entry. No muddy footprints.
Nothing missing. Just an unlocked back door and my boyfriend swearing he was in bed the whole time. But I know what I saw.
I saw a man who looked exactly like him. Same build. Same tattoo near the ribs.
Same crooked smile through the frosted glass of the shower. I wasn’t hallucinating. I hadn’t been drinking or anything like that.
I was clear-headed. And now I was being told it was just a “stress-induced illusion.”
His name is Rayan. We’ve been together for almost four years.
Moved in together after ten months of dating. He’s always been calm, gentle. One of those people who seems to run on low battery all the time, always sipping coffee, always quietly humming old jazz tunes.
Nothing about him ever scared me. Until that night. I didn’t sleep for two days straight.
Rayan said I must’ve been exhausted and dreamed it. Said he heard about “false awakenings” and that our brains play tricks in early sleep cycles. But that explanation didn’t land.
I wasn’t sleeping. I remember parking the car. Walking in.
Putting down my purse. Stepping over his shoes. It was real.
And the worst part? That wasn’t the only weird thing that started happening. Three nights later, I woke up around 3 a.m.
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