What’s that sound?

Ever wake so slightly in the night? When it is far too dark for you to see? What is it in the dark? While everything else is deadly quiet, except for the scratching in the wall? Or the tapping on the window? What’s that howling in the night? What do you do? Do you try to go back to sleep? Do you attempt to ignore the sound and calm your nerves? But it persists doesn’t it? And you simply can’t ignore it? Doesn’t it seem much louder than it ought to be? What on earth is it?

Is it a simple rodent crawling in the walls? Could it be nothing more than a tiny mouse, searching for a bit of food? That isn’t so scary is it? But how close is that mouse to you? Why is it so loud after all? A very large mouse perhaps? Would that explain the sound in the dark of night? Have you ever heard a mouse make that much noise? I thought the term goes “as quiet as a mouse?” This tiny mouse isn’t very quiet though is it? What if it’s something more?

Maybe it is only a rat then? Aren’t rats larger? Wouldn’t they make more noise than a mouse? But are you afraid of rats? Why? Do they seem more frightening than a mouse? Are they more dangerous perhaps? Will they sneak into your sheets and bite you in your sleep? Will you scream? Will you ever be able to rest after that? Will you always think of the rat in your bed? Could you ever get that feeling out of your head? Maybe it isn’t a rat?

What if it’s a ghost? Is it haunting your house? Is it the ghost of someone murdered? Or could it be the killer himself? Can he still torment the living? What if he can kill from beyond the grave? Was he sent by something more sinister? Is he there to torment your spirit? Perhaps he brought friends? Are they going to feast on your soul? Is there anything you can do to fight them? Are you helplessly alone in bed? Shouldn’t you investigate? Or would you rather be dead? But ghosts don’t exist do they? Isn’t it something else? But if it’s not a mouse or rat or ghost, what is even left?

Could it be a monster? Are monsters even real? Perhaps it lives in your nightmares? Does it stalk you in your dreams? Does have sharp claws and teeth? Does it snarl or snap or howl? Can it devour people whole? Or perhaps tearing you limb from limb is its goal? How many arms does it have? How many eyes? Does it look like a massive spider? Or maybe it is more like a reptile? Is it really scary? Are you frozen with fear? Can anything save you from this monster? How often is it here? Has it followed you from your childhood? Has it been there every year? Is your heart pounding? Are you breathing too fast? Or are you holding your breath? How long can that last?

It’s probably not a monster is it? Or anything to fear? A lot of things scratch in walls don’t they? Couldn’t it be anything? Or nothing at all?

But what if it really is the thing you fear? Will you face your fear once and for all? Or will you let your fear continue? Will you let it have control?

Bump in the Night

Bump in the night
Bump in the night
What things go bump in the night?
What things fill us with fright?
Go bump in the night?

The zombie shuffles, stumbles, stomps
He hungers for flesh, his jaw chomps
He’ll tear off your warm flesh in clomps
Feast on you till your hear no longer pumps

Bump in the night
Bump in the night
What things go bump in the night?
What things fill us with fright?
Go bump in the night?

The spider spies and crawls, stalking
He’s very patient in darkness waiting
You’re nearing now, eight eyes see you walking
He can nearly taste your blood he’s wanting

Bump in the night
Bump in the night
What things go bump in the night?
What things fill us with fright?
Go bump in the night?

A pack of wolves in the darkness howl
Shivers run your spine as they growl
Razor sharp teeth hidden by snarling jowls
They hunt you in dark, ambitions foul

Bump in the night
Bump in the night
What things go bump in the night?
What things fill us with fright?
Go bump in the night?

The vampire the most frightening of all
Your blood speaks to them, they answer its call
Creep carefully and silently down the hall
Or on your neck their fangs will fall

Bump in the night
Bump in the night
What things go bump in the night?
What things fill us with fright?
Go bump in the night?

See you tonight!