... desires with fears. Uncertainty: did the TV control or I?

Mother heard child laughter. Her kids died years ago. The house was never empty."

How beautiful my girlfriend looks!

... else in the room. Now I know why

... sábanas. '¿Tu pie o el mío?' susurró una voz desde debajo. Mi corazón se detuvo. Recordé que vivía solo."

... taking forms that couldn't be real. I closed my eyes, but the unsettling images persisted. A voice whispered my name, cold as the grave. My own reflection staredback at me with hungry eyes in the mirror.

... deformaba, susurros siniestros llenaban el aire. Mi sombra no me seguía, y una risa fría me cercaba. Laberinto de mi mente