Tap... Tap... Tap. The wind whispered as _______ got up carefully out of bed and headed to her bedroom window."It's just the wind, _____." _____ told herself. She looked at the calendar hung onto her wall, pictures of monsters covering it."4 days till Halloween..." ____ whispered and shivered with fear. The demons were strongest then... She looked around her room carefully, the Window of Whispers was a window near her bed, she often heard faint whispers carried by the wind through the window, and it was almost always open but tonight she had it closed so the demons didn't get to her. She glanced at her Closet of Clothes, which she was sure held more than clothes. In it hung bland shirts for school and not much else, though you couldn't see inside it at night because it was pitch black at night. She raced over and closed the doors with a sigh. She peeked at her Drawers of Dawn, they held batteries, a flashlight, some bug spray, and more clothes. Not much. Finally, she leapt back into her Home Base Bed, the only place she felt safe. On her nightstand stood a cup of water and a digital clock, showing it was 12:00. She gasped and hugged her Tiny Teddy tightly, "They're coming..."