Subtitle 13 | Eerie

He reached for the remote to toggle the settings, but the plastic felt freezing, almost wet. As his thumb hovered over the button, the text changed.

And then, in the corner of the screen—just behind the digital version of his chair—a pale, elongated hand emerged from the shadows beneath the bed. subtitle 13 Eerie

Elias felt the bedframe vibrate. A soft, wet scraping sound rose from the floorboards. Every instinct screamed at him to run, to jump, to scream. But his muscles were lead. He kept his eyes locked on the television, watching his own reflection on the screen slowly turn its head toward the edge of the mattress. He reached for the remote to toggle the