As I pointed my hand, a cold hand touched to it.

“Honey what’s wrong?” my wife blocks the view towards the furniture.
I can’t find my voice and all I hear is the loud thump of my heart.
I slowly push my wife aside to look again but no one’s there.
My head hurts, I don’t know if my mind playing tricks on me.
“Let’s go downstairs, we have something for you in the living room”
My wife pulled me but before we completely leave the room I saw traces of blood dripping in
the wall.
-Rylai