“Mm, Liam,” purred the raspy voice. “You look so delicious…”
“Daddyyy!”
Thunderous footsteps. Dad barged into the room.
“What’s going on? Liam?”
“Bogeyman!”
“Again?” Sighing, Dad switched on the light. “Where do you want me to look first?”
Liam wanted him to look in the closet. Empty. Under the bed? Also empty. Outside the window? Nothing.
Liam felt safer; maybe it had only been a dream after all. Dad killed the light, wished Liam goodnight, and left. Liam slid his feet under the covers and closed his eyes.
“So delicious…” Muffled. Under the covers.
Sharp teeth sank into his belly.
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