The Whispering Closet

I moved into my new apartment last month, and everything seemed perfect… until the noises started. Late at night, I'd hear faint whispering coming from the closet. At first, I thought it was just old pipes or maybe voices from the neighbors. But one night, curiosity got the best of me, and I put my ear to the closet door.

The whispering was clearer, almost as if someone was speaking directly into my ear. They were saying my name.

I backed away, heart pounding, and turned to leave the room. But then… the closet door creaked open, just an inch. Inside, I saw something—a pair of eyes staring back at me from the darkness. And then, in a voice just like mine, it whispered:

"Come closer."

I ran out of the apartment, and when I came back the next day, the closet door was wide open. And carved into the wall, in what looked like scratches, were the words: "I’ll wait."