It was a dark and stormy night. Allie was sitting alone in the living room, swaddled in a warm fleece blanket, with a horror novel in her hands. The wind howled outside the window, and the lights flickered momentarily.
Allie felt a presence in the room with her. Putting her horror book down, she slowly stood, the blanket sliding from her body to crumple into a heap on the floor. She’d long suspected that her house was haunted but was this paranormal activity or something else?