Mason
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I was tired of sitting in a closet with a gun I barely knew how to use while some impossible thing played with me.
I yelled, get away from the door.
The dispatcher said something, probably telling me not to engage, but it was too late.
The house went completely quiet again.
Then from inches outside the bedroom door, in my own voice, it yelled back, get away from the door.
Same tone, same panic, same crack in the words.
I froze.
It repeated me again quieter.
Get away from the door."
Then it laughed.
It wasn't an evil laugh.
That would almost have been easier.
It sounded like someone trying to copy laughter after hearing it once.
Three short bursts of air.
Then the clicking started again.
The dresser slammed backward so hard it hit the bed frame.
I fired the shotgun.
I didn't aim at anything.
I don't even remember deciding to pull the trigger.
The blast inside that little room was so loud, it wiped out the world.