Gemotions

"I don’t know why it bothers you so much," her mother had said. But it *did* bother her, terribly. The drawings that her niece, Chloe, was making of a figure called "Whisper" were unnerving. They were remarkably similar to the one that used to haunt her own childhood, a tall, silent figure always lurking at the edge of the playground. He was there, back then, at all times, and now, so was this Whisper. The drawings were getting darker, the colors more violent.

She found herself becoming increasingly withdrawn, avoiding Chloe and her family. She started having nightmares again, vivid and disturbing dreams filled with whispers and shadows. She began sleeping with a light on.

She had to do something.