Chapter 32

Logan was sound asleep in his bed when he heard a faint whispering in his room. He stirred a little, thinking it was just his imagination, but the whispers grew louder, more distinct. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, looking around the dark room. Nothing seemed amiss. His window was closed, his door locked, and the curtains were drawn.

But as he lay back down, he heard the whispers again, this time accompanied by a strange, eerie sound. It was as if something was scratching at the walls. He jumped up, his heart pounding in his chest, and switched on the light. The room was empty, but the scratching sound continued, growing louder and more frenzied.

Logan was paralyzed with fear. He had no idea what was happening, but he knew he had to get out of there. He dashed to the window, yanking it open and scrambled out. He ran across the village to Marcus's room, pounding on the door until Marcus groggily answered.

"What's the matter?" Marcus asked, rubbing his eyes.

"Something's in my room,"