It was the night before Halloween and she awoke with a choked gasp, the heaviness of the night clawing at her throat. Rushing to the window, she threw it open, the breeze stroking her sweaty face. Glancing back, she saw the clock. 11:59. Again. Every night for the past month she had awoken from the exact same dream, that a creature with silver eyes was stalking her. Every night, it woke her up at exactly 11:59. As the clock struck midnight, she sighed and closed the window, returning to her bed. Too tired to do anything but snuggle back under her sheets, she never noticed the glowing silver eyes peering down at her from above.