Night Terrors

<p>"I started sleeping with the flashlight next to my pillow where no one could touch it without me, hopefully, noticing. I liked the comfort of having it within reach. Especially when a chorus of scrapes woke me up a week later. It sounded like a dog scrambling across slick ice—chaotic and desperate. The noises ended with a solid thud. I grabbed the flashlight, not even realizing it had been turned off again, and flashed it around."</p> <ul> <li><strong>https://anchor.fm/thewarningwoods/support</strong></li> <li><strong>www.patreon.com/thewarningwoods</strong></li> <li><strong>www.instagram.com/thewarningwoods</strong></li> </ul> <p>Copyright 2022 Miles Tritle | The Warning Woods Horror Stories</p> <p>Subscribe for more creepy horror stories! Scary stories are released every Thursday at midnight CST.</p> --- Support this podcast: <a href="https://anchor.fm/thewarningwoods/support" rel="payment">https://anchor.fm/thewarningwoods/support</a>