Spring Break Monster Marathon: Can you see him?

       He's looking at me now, with his blank white eyes. He's right there in the door way, can't you see him? Can't you see the blood dripping from his claws, paleness in his skin? He's looking right in my eyes, watching. He's slowly creeping toward me, his claws dragging on the ground behind him. Can't you hear the sound, the sound of his deep breath and his skin rubbing together? He can hear you, he can hear your heart beat, the sound of your lunges slowly filling with air. He's even closer now, there's nothing I can do, there's nothing you can do either. I just close my eyes, I hope this nothing but a dream, nothing but nocturnal fear. It's too late know...