Midnight Madness

A sound breaks the silence, though it was nearly inaudible, against the still silence of the night it has the same impact as a gunshot.
A weight sinks down into your chest, making it harder to breath. The monsters have started to roam in the dark.
The whole room takes on a life of its own. Did something just move?
Another gunshot rings throughout the house. Are they getting closer? The walls start convulsing as if they're breathing with you.
A manic beat starts banging from deep within, the shadows begin dancing to it. There's something standing there, it can only be seen out of the corners of your eyes.
They start scratching the walls, as if to keep in harmony with the beat of the madness. There's an eye peeking in from the window, you turn as if you didn't notice and hold the blanket tighter.
Distant whispers arise from under the bed. You can't tell what they're saying. Did the door handle just move?
Paralyzed by the feeling of something watching, you shut your eyes and tell yourself no one's there, but you can feel him right behind you.
You wouldn't dare turn to face him, if he knew you were awake you would be lost to the darkness.
Static floods your mind and tears begin to form. Your whole body is on fire, but you can't move. The static gets louder.
What are they talking about? The monsters fill your mind with their portraits.
It's not real, none of it is real. Everything is screaming at you, it all needs to stop. Why won't they stop?
then it's silent again.
it's just you.
It's always been just you.