Hell Theater
Knock on the window

Translator: okaruto

I lay on the bed, alone, one dark and silent night. I just flipped my body over the bed, trying to find a comfortable position for me to sleep in. My body was tired, but for some reason, I couldn't sleep. There's something about tonight that makes me feel completely uncomfortable. I continued to roll on the bed until I finally found a position that was good enough for me to sleep.

I closed my eyes, but there was no difference. It was too dark in my room to see anything. So I thought it would take some time for my eyes to get used to the darkness. I was lying there, motionless, in the middle of a pitch-black night. My body began to relax and my mind was empty, and I was completely ready to rest. But the silence was instantly annihilated and my mind was instantly flooded with terrifying shadows when the voice sounded.

Hc .. tok ...

No doubt it was the sound of something knocking on the glass window. But no, there can't be anyone knocking on my bedroom window from the outside! Who's the one who's gonna wake me up these nights? Think logically. If someone wanted to steal in my house, why would he first knock on the window? They simply sneak into the house as quietly as possible. Impossible they knock!

There are no monsters in this world. I could have looked up at the window to make my heart calm down a little, but I was facing the opposite direction from the window and honestly, I was, I was afraid to see the thing I was most afraid of standing outside the window, looking at me. But what is it? Is it possible that it was just a bird that was flying smashed into the window? No, that's not realistic at all. Is it possible for a group of children to prank me on these nights, knocking on the window from the outside laughing out loud? It's probable. Or maybe it's just my imagination? Maybe I heard the wind outside and assumed it was a knock on the window?

Hc .. tok ....

No, it's definitely not my imagination! Those damn kids are really stubborn. They didn't want to stop until they saw me wake up in a rage. Maybe those kids with a slightly aching sense of humor were waiting for me outside. Maybe they'll break the windows and attack me. Nah! Don't be paranoid like this! They are outside, and I am inside. Until I heard the sound of the window glass breaking, I was safe. The monster does not exist. Besides, I haven't moved at all. Maybe the kids thought I was fast asleep and would leave me alone.

Hc .. tok ....

Nah! That's not kids! No child will wait this long to get a reaction from a man who lives alone like me. They will definitely get bored and move to another house to be occupied. If not them, then who? Why would a murderer come after me? Think logically! The monster does not exist. Don't be paranoid. They're outside, I'm inside. Until I heard the sound of a broken window, I was safe. But if it wasn't a monster or a serial killer, what caused the sound? Maybe I should pretend to be asleep and the sound will stop by itself.

Hc .. tok ....

Hc .. tok ....

They're outside, I'm inside. Until I heard the sound of the window glass breaking, I knew I was safe. The monster does not exist. Pretend to sleep and pray that he will leave immediately.

Hc .. tok ....

They're outside, I'm inside. Until I heard the sound of the window glass breaking, I knew I was safe. The monster does not exist. The monster does not exist! I started whispering to myself, “They're outside, I'm inside. Until I heard the sound of the window glass breaking, I knew I was safe. They're outside, I'm inside. Until I heard the sound of window glass breaking, I knew I was safe.”

Hc .. tok ....

I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! I can go crazy if I keep hearing this knocking. At least if I saw what caused the sound, I would become a little calm. Take a deep breath, I repeat it to once again, “They're outside, I'm inside. Until I heard the sound of window glass breaking, I knew I was safe.” I took a few more deep breaths, my heart beating so fast that I felt like I could hear it.

I slowly looked towards the window.

My heart stopped beating and I was too scared to make a scream. I turned only to find a pale face with dark black eyes looking at me sharply, as if stripping my soul, smiling bitterly.

All this time the creature has been in this room, knocking on my window glass from inside.