It began in an attic; dim and eerie with nothing visible past two feet ahead of you. I don’t know what I was doing there to be honest, all I know is, I woke up there with no memory of how I happened to be in that room. The worst part of it was… my house didn’t have an attic, meaning I was in someone else’s home I didn’t know of. There was a thick silence that was almost suffocating to me because the smallest of movements that I made sounded throughout the entire room. I remember observing the place, or at least what I could make out nearby me, until I heard a sound that was quite out of…