Keith Earl

The Alarm Clock Keith Earl

In the dark blackness of the night, Brad Basely's hazy eyes see something quickly dart along the floor, under his bed without a sound. His eyes blink and squint. He rubs the grime from the corner of his eyes. Something he can't describe, but it is black, huge and mysterious. It climbs slowly up the wall, right above his head. He braces himself!He is awake!The dark, vague figure hits the ceiling without a sound. All the while, Brad Basely is haunted in the darkness of his own bedroom that there is somebody or something watching him. It's eery, inconspicuous, non-stop sound in the blackened night goes tick-tock.