'Suddenly the phone went dead........' The words running through my head 'what did he mean?'

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'Suddenly the phone went dead........' The words running through my head 'what did he mean?' 'Tonight we shall meet again' I said back to my self the words of the call. The hairs on the back of my neck rose like barbed wire from the fright of hearing that husky voice this time of night. Then without admonition 'SMASH'. the sound of smashing glass threw me back onto my bed like a rag doll in shock, like a bolt from the blue. Tears started to fill my eyes.

The room was dark except for the orange streetlight that is streaming in through the window, casting long shadows across the wooden floor and glowing on my face. Slowly I slide out of bed, pressing my warm feet on the cold, silent floor. Creeping towards the door, I hear the floorboards creak in the hall. Riveted to the spot with fear, I stand motionless.

Thoughts darting around in my head...Do I open the door, or just stay put? But, maybe looking for an alternative exit would be my best idea!? Standing, staring at my door, trembling with fright and suspense. I look around, nowhere to go. A bitter draught flows around me; the net curtains fly like a flag at mast. The tall oak tree branches tap on the frosted windowpane, as if to tell me that going out the window, was the only option I had left.
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I hear the bathroom door open; their footsteps are getting closer. I don't know who is here, trespassing in my house, taking over my property, invading my space. Slowly I reach over for the torch that's in the draw of my bedside cabinet. Another door creaked open. Decision over I had to do it.

I grab my shoes and as quietly as possible slide the window up. I ease myself out on to the ledge and shuffle along, out of view from the window. Dizzy with height, the ground is swirling. With no time for fear ...

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